Luyện nghe bài hát You Can't Fade Me

Now the taste of alcohol is up my bladder
What's the date and time, it matter
Had a pocket full of phone I was trying to sort
To make a long story
Ran into this girl named
Knew her the back seat of my homie's Impala
She said, up, yeah, what's the deal
the hairdo, of course it ain't real
Then I down, she was fat in the front
I how long, well, about seven months
Oh, how time when you're having fun
She said, yeah, but the damage is

Where you been, on a vacation
Oh, by the way
Who's the lucky man? I have a clue
Then she said, the man is you
I my brew and everything looked fuzzy
Not a baby by you the hussy
She said, yeah, remember that
I back and tried to calculate
Then I said, damn, are you sure mine
'Cause I you been tossed plenty of times
She said, that day, no, I wasn't
Your ass is mine, when the sweat started pouring
all I saw was Ice Cube in court

Paying a gang on support
Then I thought about giving up the money
What I need to do is the bitch in the tummy
Naw 'cause then I'd get faded
That's murder one 'cause it was
So what I'm a do, I have a clue
How many left, damn, only two
I'm faded

No cigar, G
Ay yo homey man, I'm getting

It's crazy 'cause before I could sleep her
I had to duck and dodge and try to creep her
See the and the front was all in place
But the girl had the pitbull
So we ran, jumped, drove, swam, crawled, hid
Oh Lord, God
My homies see me at the
'Cause those fools would love to just go

Everybody in the hood knows your rep
So in the back seat and quiet is kept
And hold big fat butt steady
'Cause yo, hoe, I got the bag ready
She started moaning and gobbling a turkey
I knocked the boots here to Albuquerque
I her off man and I'm knowing
That I'm a hate in the morning
I got drunk to help me
Yo, another day, hit shit
I'm gettin'

Ay yo you know time it is

Nine months later, ready to drop the load
And everybody in the already knows
It's supposed to be mine, so laughing at me
You Ice Cube can't be having that G
I'm to myself, why did I bang her
Now I'm in the looking for the hanger
JD and Jinx and T-Bone won't let up, they won't up
I'm gettin' fed up
'Cause I you're tryin' to break me
But if I out you're tryin' to fake me
I'm a buff duff for a hoot
Beat ya down and a crown or two

That night she went labor
And the shit is getting kinda
The baby came out, damn, it was a
Looking like my next-door
She said it was mine was her best guess
But let's check the results of the blood
I started smiling, yeah, it read negative
Damn, why did I let her
that I should've got the gat
And bust and rushed and and peeled the cap
But no, I just the hoe who laid me
Excuse me bitch it's a
You fade me

Naw baby, not way
Yo, you ain't Ice Cube out like no booger
I don't for the okey-doke
And before I for the okey-doke
I let the smoke
Now it

Yeah, baby, you fade me
Naw unfadable,