Luyện nghe bài hát Jazzy Belle

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

See what if you was a playa, playa not no flaw
Having the very best of life of steak and Perignon
Smoking an ounce of weed and every single day was personal
Freaking these hoes in clothes, life as you conceived it
But your conception, deception, looking your eyes I see
You weapon and it's
digging up in your thighs
Leaving deposits keep your closets open knocking boots and drawers
Hoping to get you sprung bail-bonds
Steadily me Antwan
Cause you thinking that you my lady bitch play me cause you're janky
I wanted to hit that ass but me and the we got danky
So thank thee, for running that Southerplayalistic
You was the one to blame
A nigga even know your name
It's a shame, you em up and fucking a nigga like 2Pac up
I'm leaving these to be the flowers and wake don't get me see
I be feeding my daughter
her to be that Natural Woman
Cause you'll be Waiting to while you other hoes be
Dumb and Dumber, yeah you know I'm saying

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

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