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 pocket full of phone I was tryin' to sort
To make a long story

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

Then I 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, everything went blank
"Had a by you, the neighborhood skank?"
She said, "Yeah, you remember that day?"
I back and tried to calculate

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

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

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

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

Muthafuckas tryin' to take my driver's 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 ain't go out

It's crazy, before I could sleep with her
I had to duck and dodge and try to creep her
See, the booty in the front was all in
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 would love to just go tell

in the hood that knows you're nasty
Elbows and knees and feet was hella
So hold the big fat butt
'Cause yo, bitch, I got the rubbers ready

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

I got drunk to help me
Damn, day, another hit
Shit, I'm gettin'

No cigars,
(Damn, you can't me)
You fire up a muthafuckin' blunt and get some hen dog

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

Thinkin' to myself, why did I bang
Now I'm in the closet lookin' for the
Kaos, Vic Rock and [Incomprehensible] let up
They shut up, I'm gettin' fed up

'Cause I know, you're tryin' to me
And if I find out you're to fade me
clock yo' ass with my shoe
Beat you down and leave a or two

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

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

that I shoulda got the gat
And and rushed and illed and peeled the cap
But no, I just the hoe who laid me
"Excuse me, bitch, it's a switch, you can't me"

Nah, bitch, it ain't even go down like that
A nigga me ain't finna go for the okey doke
(The tryin' to fade me)
The bitch out here she get a muthafucka for his cash and shit
Playin' a muthafucka for some type of bitch ass

But you know what? I go for the okey doke, hoe
(You can't me)
I'ma let the pistol smoke and real
(The bitch to fade)