Luyện nghe bài hát Jazzy Belle

Oh yes I her like Egyptian, want a description?
My highness
So many plusses when I that there can't be no minus
from yelling crickets and crows
Bitches and hoes to thangs
Over the years I up on my toes and yes I seen thangs
Like Kilroy, boi because them folks might think you soft
Talking that man fuck them niggas I'm going off
And coming right back boomerangs when you throw em
With these old poems
Thinking it's for em
When they can let they thumb down hitch hiking
niggas into the temple they call the body
Now everybody got it, had it, talked about it they friends
Coming around my crew Jazzy, wanna pretend
you Ms. Goody Four-Shoes
Even Bo knew that you got
acupuncture patients
While our nation is a boat, straight
I hate thinking that the future mommas of our chill'un
fucking a different nigga every time
They get the to
I'm to go the extra kilo-meter
to see my señorita get her pillow
On the side of my bed where no ever stay
House and doctor was the games we to play
But now it's Jazzy Belle

See what if you was a playa, real not no flaw
Having the very best of lots of steak and Perignon
an ounce of weed and every single day was personal FreakNik
Freaking these in Polo clothes, life as you conceived it
But your conception, deception, looking into your I see
You weapon and it's
They're up in your thighs
Leaving deposits keep your closets open your boots and drawers
Hoping to get you sprung like
Steadily calling me
Cause you that you my lady bitch don't play me cause you're janky
I wanted to hit ass but me and the Goodie we got danky
So thank thee, for running that game
You was the only one to
A nigga don't even know name
a shame, you cracking em up and fucking a nigga like 2Pac up
I'm leaving these foes to be the and wake don't get me see
I be feeding my daughter
Teach her to be that Woman
Cause be Waiting to Exhale while you other hoes be
Dumb and Dumber, yeah you what I'm saying

See me and ol' girl, in the black on black 'Llac no
are tinted so that no one knows who us are
Talk bad about her nigga to snap like bra
Strap, sticking together grandma and grandpa-pa
In this dog-eat-dog
Kitty be scratching on my
Furry to curl
Up with me and my bowl of kibbles and
I want to
Cause of the girls that we was liking in high school
Now they

no mercy for the disrespect-ful ones, some
Be hanging around the crew looking for funds,
Deaf and fine, they be asking me all about
How she how she be
I she's sipping that wine
my back they squawk like vultures
Off and On Trends of Cultures baby
Hey he, faking it these sculptured nails
But can go to hell and lay with Lucifer
Cause burning anyway, Big Boi user and abuser