Luyện nghe bài hát Truly Yours

Yeah we go, just go with the flow
I wanna say about this girl I know
She tried to me out, though, check it out

I dedicate to the girl I hate
It's a of my mind rhyme put on a plate
So yo, go ahead swinger, I'm putting up my finger
I'm not sad or mad, I feel anger
You're not all that fly to play the role
I had that looked better on the hoe stroll
Working night patrol, you what I mean?
I get and still wear Jordache jeans
You thought your man was much better
Because he always and got you in a plush Jetta
Or an Audi, a Benz, or a
You didn't G. Rap was going that far
I'm here to of, because you thought I fell off
And now if riding the tip, just get the hell off
You to leave because you didn't believe that I would achieve
Cause you had up your sleve
Perhaps you have thought I'm a dreamer with a fat head
Now you're stuck with a baby a crack head
Come to my shows, you want to to see if I wreck it
The only record man got is a jail record
I know you like him a lot because he's a big
The picture you got is his mug shot
I'm on a label with well know in it
Look, your man's getting booked and
Polo drives a from state to stae
By the way, guess who made his plates
Thought I was finished, down, going the blues
Here's a hundred dollars, go buy new shoes
Go ahead good looking, you can keep
>From my recital I'll never get my title
So you got a 9 to 5, so what?
What do you do for a living, slice cold
You slick, but you know every Tom and Dick
You're more quick than a chick a porno flick
While you floors, I go on tours
>From me, G Rap, yo, yours

(Yo G man! You should her man. I heard he's a homo jimmy man!)

up money, or should I say honey?
You're looking more sweeter than a Playboy
filed, your hair is styled
And the gear that you wear hot and wild
Everybody says is he, some kind of
Your was "Moose" but now they call you "Missy"
or day lights, you fall for the gay rights
I you would stay bright, but now you wanna play fight
With men, and Len, your close friend
But you wouldn't be his friend if his knees didn't
You're not a lady dear, a square and a queer
Berrettes in your hair, in your ear
in cars, hanging out in bars
Winking your to guys that wear bras
Levi's and even kneehighs
Don't try to lie, sugar, I why
In the ladies bathroom, spraying on
your t-shirt with two balloons
You don't think the opposite sex at all
Instead of sugar walls, you'd rather a ball
Way in the days, you was as big as a cow
But at you now, at jams you say "ow"
A sex disease was a as TB
But gays get VD in 3-D
And that is called AIDS in case you didn't
And the only blow I'm giving is knockout blow
Switching with your bandana looking Diana Ross
>From me G Rap, yo, yours

(Hey yo, dissing that girl, man)

Yo, do me a favor, and up a pen and pad
And try and write down the of the men you've had
So remember when you're putting someone in check
Go to the of Oz and get some self-respect
Won't say no names, it might a permanent scar
I have to go that far, you know who you are
And if you don't, then everybody else
all the fellas be telling me how good you was
I can't accept a with a ruined rep
I'm like a chef, I just up the stew and step
Off with her clothes, like Dick, there she blows
She wanna throw like the girls from the peep
Your man was large, but now he's getting kinda
And you run up behind me trying to get by me
And in a year, I'll bet you'll be on
Don't cry for help dear, you put there
The way it looks, you'll end up in books
While man is in Manhattan snatching pocket books
Bugging and with a big 12 guage
Starving so bad I can see his
Yo, you used to tell me all the time that you would be a
Later in life, you're living in a bottle
So when you're begging on your because I'm clocking G's
be in zero degrees getting processed cheese
Wearing Dungaress, yo baby I don't need a with broken hands
Cause his man's a beater
So when you get sores, from giving up
Remember G Rap said "Truly Yours"

Yo, I even know why you tried to play me honey
Now I'm with Warner Brothers getting Bugs Bunny money
(Word, now you wild know how G rap lives...)