Luyện nghe bài hát Talk To Ya

Yeah. so i seen her from
Im sayin to her come to the car
She like "You kind of star"
Im like :naw naw naw, chiil"
Nam sayin thats name.
I figure id put a little bit of this all in her brain.
I told her i aint gone you, damn sure aint tryna control you, but ill mold ya.
she looked at me like she believe me
So i figure i ya
said she never felt this before
When im we get it on. Im on the road she miss the ball
and you thick for sure know how to work them hips
level with my swisher i show her how to twist right
and when i make moves she keeps her lips tight
tell her that the stacked so she let me get right
and sex get good on them late nights
nothin but thumbs up like a hike
yes im the shit
you aint heard of
and you how i do
act you dont but now i learn ya
im about teaching ya
how about ya
go and do your thang gimme brains, ill ya
so of them lames
a real niggas new to ya
now your tellin all your friends i do to ya
but its cool ya know? I leave her spine
when im up inside, make her breath and hit a note
like...
Yeah, so im on the corner.
ride through. She pushed the whip like ya know?
Me and my nigga Wiz...blowing on that im like...
We stop shawty. See jump out....

and now i her
like whats your
you get the picture shorty i really like your
that coke bottle and them asian eyes
your black and half you aint gotta tell the guys
shit wonder why i her
i wanna get to know ya but i tryin to hold you
back from all your and high hopes
you smell mami
yeah thats smoke
listen i got too
you know how man do
ill get close before i try to cuff boo
for your latest shidd
yeah my favorite
lit like vegas
he like "pay them"
mami ya amazing
lights off no
i found out she a mind like chris angels
bendin tables, giving her all she handles
I swear to god her sounded like this damn sample

(Wiz Talkin')
Yesss, I seen my man Cad The Hustla over on somethin bad
I mean bad. So i mean, i finish up my weed
Hop out the car, i see a couple of ones
over there kind of lonely ya kno
Im sayin not one, she looking at me
I her smilin and all that
like she who a nigga is
So you know what i do, i walk up to her like...

ey ey shorty i just talk to ya
keep it moving but i had to stop for ya
and let you know any less than me is not for ya
no time to waste i got patience like a do
and may be a lot for you
so why dont you in
hit some of weed and soak it all in
got game the ball in
and we ballin goin state to call me rawlings
look dawg i aint tryna nothing
she and said that you kinda star or somethin
im like nah im playin with you ma i'm
call me young wiz
get up in my car or
we could talk your day why im cigar stuffin
heres my phone give me a number that i can or something
get you back to your crib and have the jumpin
screamin at the top of lungs like....