Luyện nghe bài hát Sherane a.k.a Master Splinter's Daughter

God
I to you a sinner
And I humbly for my sins
I believe that Jesus is
I that you raised him from the dead
I will ask Jesus will come to my life
And be my and Savior
I receive Jesus to take of my life
And that I may live for him from this day
Thank you Lord Jesus for saving me your precious blood
In name, Amen

I met her at this house on El Segundo and Central
She had the credentials of strippers in
Ass with a hump from the jump she was a camel
I want to ride Arabians
Push an '04
"Hello my is Kendrick"
She "No, you're handsome"
Whispered in my ear, disappeared found her dancing
Ciara had in the background
The music we made had us all wearing shades now (cool)
"Where you stay?"
She said "Down the street from High"
Okay, I know borderline Compton or Paramount
"Well is it Compton?"
"No," she replied and quickly start her eyes and
I strictly had wanted her thighs me
Seventeen, with nothing but pussy on my mental
My motive was sinful
"What you to get into?"
She didn't tell, just gave me her
Dropped the number, we chirped the whole summer and

The had passed and now I'm liking her
Conversation we having probably her
Who could imagine, maybe my actions end up wifing her
Love or lust, we'll fuck cause the trife in us
It's deep rooted, the of being young and dumb
Its muted, in fact it's much louder where I'm from
We know a lot 'bout each other, her mother was a crack
She live with her and her younger two brothers
Her cousin Demetrius' reputable
Family history of gang banging did me skeptical
But not to stop me from getting a nut
I wanna over, what's up?
That's what I told her soon as episode
Of go off
I'm to get off
I was in like a cactus, my tactics of being thirsty
Probably could me, but fuck it I got some heart
my momma's keys, hopped in the car, then oh boy

So now I'm down Rosecrans in a
Passing Alameda, my gas meter in need of a
I got enough to get me through the jam
At I hope cause my pockets broke as a promise man
I'm thinking bout sex, thinking bout her thighs
Or maybe on her neck, or maybe what positions next
Sent a picture of her titties blowing up my
I looked at 'em and almost ran my front bumper Corvette
Enthused by the touch of a she's a masseuse
And I'm a professional star when off the Goose
I had a fifth in the trunk like Jackson for ransom
I'm hoping to get her loose like an Luke Anthem
I'm two away, two hundred and fifty feet
And six steps from where she stay, she waving me the street
I up a smile on my face, and then I see
Two niggas, two black hoodies, I froze as my rang