Luyện nghe bài hát U Can't Fade Me

Drop a old school

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

Ran into this girl Sally
her from the backseat of my homeboy's Navi
She said what's up, yeah, what's the
Check the nappy weave, of course it real

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

"Where you been?", "On a vacation"
"Oh, by the way, congratulations, the lucky 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 back and to calculate

I said, "Damn, are you sure it's 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 pourin'

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

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

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

Muthafuckas tryin' to my driver's license and shit
(Bitch, you fade me)

This bitch got a on my muthafuckin' nuts, mayn
(Damn, I'm faded)
But you know I ain't finna go out

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

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

Everybody in the hood that you're nasty
Elbows and knees and feet was ashy
So the big fat butt steady
'Cause yo, bitch, I got the three 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 hate myself in the

I got to help me forget
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 ready to drop the load
And all the partners in the hood already
That 'posed to be mine and they laughin' at me
You know Spice 1 can't be havin' G

Thinkin' to myself, why did I bang
Now I'm in the closet for the hanger
Kaos, Vic Rock and [Incomprehensible] let up
They won't shut up, I'm fed up

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

That night she went into
And the shit is gettin' major
The came out, damn, it was a lifesaver
Lookin' like my door neighbor

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

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

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

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