Luyện nghe bài hát U Can't Fade Me

Drop a old school

Now the taste of is fillin' up my bladder
the time on the Rolie? It don't matter
Had a full of phone numbers I was tryin' to sort
To make a story short

Ran into girl named Sally
her from the backseat of my homeboy's Navi
She what's up, yeah, what's the deal?
Check the nappy weave, of it ain't real

I looked down, she was fat in the front
I how long, she said, "About 6 months"
"Oh, how time when you're havin' fun"
She said, "Yeah, but the is done"

"Where you been?", "On a vacation"
"Oh, by the way, congratulations, who's the man?"
She said, "I got him on file"
Then she said, "It's 1", and smiled

I dropped my stout, then went blank
"Had a baby by you, the skank?"
She said, "Yeah, don't you remember day?"
I thought and tried to calculate

Then I said, "Damn, are you it's mine?
My homies did the soultrain on ya of times"
She said, "That day, nah, I whorin' and your ass is mine"
That's when the sweat pourin'

'Cause all I seen was Spice 1 up in
Paying a gang on support
Then I thought deep about givin' up the
What I need to do is the bitch in the belly

Nah, 'cause then I'd really be
That's murder one 'cause it was
What should I do, kidnap the and flee?
How many months Damn, only 3
I'm gettin'

Goddamn, what the fuck I done got myself
This is dense
(Damn, I'm faded)

Muthafuckas tryin' to take my license and shit
(Bitch, you can't me)

This bitch got a on my muthafuckin' nuts, mayn
(Damn, I'm faded)
But you know what? I finna go out

It's crazy, because I could sleep with her
I had to duck and dodge and try to creep her
See, the booty in the was all in place
But the had a pit bull face

So I ran, jumped, drove, swam, crawled, hid
Oh Lord, God
The homies see me at the
'Cause I know they would to just go tell

Everybody in the that knows you're nasty
Elbows and knees and feet was ashy
So the big fat butt steady
yo, bitch, I got the three rubbers ready

She started gruntin' and squealin' like a wild
I hit the ass from Cali to
I her off, man and now I'm knowin'
That I'ma myself in the mornin'

I got to help me forget
Damn, another day, hit
Shit, I'm faded

No cigars,
(Damn, you fade me)
You better fire up a muthafuckin' and get some hen dog

9 months later ready to drop the load
And all the in the hood already know
That it's 'posed to be and they laughin' at me
You know Spice 1 be havin' that G

Thinkin' to myself, why did I her?
Now I'm in the closet lookin' for the
Kaos, Vic Rock and [Incomprehensible] let up
They won't up, I'm gettin' fed up

I know, you're tryin' to break me
And if I find out you're tryin' to me
I'ma yo' ass with my shoe
Beat you down and a crown or two

That night she into labor
And the shit is gettin' kinda
The baby came out, damn, it was a
like my next door neighbor

She said it was mine, that was her best
But let's check the results of the test
I started smilin', yeah, it read negative
Damn, why did I let her

After that I got the gat
And bust and and illed and peeled the cap
But no, I just the hoe who laid me
"Excuse me, bitch, it's a switch, you fade me"

Nah, bitch, it even finna go down like that
A nigga like me finna go for the okey doke
(The tryin' to fade me)
The bitch out here thinkin' she get a muthafucka for his cash and
a muthafucka for some type of bitch ass nigga

But you what? Before I go for the okey doke, hoe
(You fade me)
I'ma let the pistol smoke and that's
(The tryin' to fade)