Luyện nghe bài hát There's a Price 2 Pay

yeah... there's a to pay for the girls you lay
gonna hang you a bill one day
before your freedom or your life get
get a girl, a wife or a book

one more

sitting at a red
trying to get my right
girl pass with a monster-ass
mentally
I manustry
my penis'
her number I
the questions I her were nice and discrete
but now she's in my seat
up the beat
went to my
fucked without a
oh, it felt great in her
she was seductive
her was Morgan
I loved the way she sucked my organ
I road it and it
finally (uhh)
went to the bathroom I couldn't hold it
oh I looked and I was trippin'
because I'd blood drippin'
off the tip of my
it don't take a
to figure a virgin
scrubbed my with detergent
I'm in the mix, if you know I mean
'cause the girl's sixteen
your are hard
bootie's soft
but cutie I to drop you off
grabed my keys then smashed down the
to get rid of the braud
but her mama standing in the front
lookin' at me weird 'cause I'm geared
I looked old with a fro and a beard
she at me if I was Satan
I off in my honey stote daytons
the shit up had the bass go knocking
stressing like a mothafucker going back to
turned the street and I was skatin' homey
department straight waiting on me
we just need to ask a few questions
why the fuck you putting handcuffs on me?
got to the station, now they me
that shit I did was a
maybe you can release rap tape
when you doing time for statutorial rape

Padapapayaa...

Met this girl named Kim at [M&M?]
she was and slim
she got a man but she don't to him
you let her tell it
sniff that pussy you can probably it
anyway she got a baby, offcourse,
her and her man is going a divorce
we talkin' so good so far
we started back to my car
fired up the engine went to my
down my pants, started cheatin' on my spouse
with the slow tempo, I fucked the braud , but a nimfo
bitch likes it fast and hard oh my god girl is odd
my vision as I shot my wad
pulled on my pants, up my gat
I get rid of this hood rat
'cause she's callin' up her man on my
it's for this bitch to take her ass home
ejaculation, took the bitch home with no conversation
no more or s gate
I out my all-white too short tape
I'm playin' too short and the still hit
Ima make the bitch walk if she some shit
got to her banged on the curve
threw my head fired up some herb
she asked me do you wanna in
I said a minute woman
who do you with
she I'm single, I don't play that shit
I don't lie I tell guy
you gotta call me first before you by
I alright
put my car in
then I inside
I hit the alarm for my '83
she was and yappin'
her baby daddy
talkin' with her hoochie
she called her a lil' old bitch
shit loud and fast
bitch talking but she his ass
said she him like a lil' old hoe
we was by a knock on the door
who's that where's my gat
I hope I don't die fucking with hood-rat
I'm trying to be one of those Palmdale
but now I'm caught in some
but now I'm in some chaos
but now I'm caught...
hey man
the TV and the was playin'
I couldn't quite figure out what they was
they started escalating
and im sitting on the debating
should I stay? I leave?
should I grab this bitch by her weave
sock her in the eye don't lie
you knew baby-daddy was fixing to come by
and you me in
now look at the im in
my are sweaty
my muscles was
stood up fool I couldn't take the
I to the door kinda nervous
Im not ready for a funeral
opened the door, and cool
I got eye contact the fool
she talked about him as if he was
come to out he's like seven feet tall
I smoke he
he gave me a pound his hand
I walked right the man
in my '83 Cadillac
drove down the then I never came back
went to the house grabbed the mic and started
the scandiling shit that could've happened

bucooc!

Padapapayaa... out]