Da Art of Storytellin' (Pt. 1)

Yeah Somebody hit me the other day for a rendezvous Was it the bitch that fucked the Goodie and the Dungeon Crew? Let's say her name was Suzy Skrew 'cause she screwed a lot Making a nigga hit that chonk at legitimate spots Not no parks, back seats, or things of that nature Had to hate you, playa I'm dicking the ho down, never said I paid her Straight laid her, slayed the bitch like Darth Vader, made her From College Park and Fayette all the way down to Decatur Like Jada, her wig was sharp and sporty, that was shawty Safe as a snake on eggs in a Bimmer 840 It's foggy, I went to the crib to call her but she lost me My baby mama beeped me, seven o'clock, it's gonna cost me But I still wanna cut her, though, maybe she had to work? I caught her in the mall, wearing a real tight skirt She was fine as fuck; I wanted to sex the ho up She said, "Let's hit the parking lot, so I can sick your duck" I said, "Cool, I really wanted to cut you but this'll do I gotta pick up my daughter, plus my baby mama beeped me, too" She said she understood and everything was kosher I gave her a Lil' Wil CD and a fuckin' poster It's like that, now It's like that, now You better go on and get the hump up out your back now (ah) It's about four or five cats off in my 'Lac now (pssh) We just shoot game in the form of story raps now (yeah) It's like that now, it's like that now Now Suzy Skrew had a partner named Sasha (Sasha) Thumper (Thumper) I remember her number like the summer When her and Suzy, yeah, they threw a slumber Party, but you can not call it that 'cause it was slummer Well, it was more like spend the night Three in the morning, yawning, dancing under street lights We chilling like a villain, and a nigga feeling right In the middle of the ghetto on the curb, but in spite of all the bullshit We on our back staring at the stars above (aww, man) Talking 'bout what we gonna be when we grow up (mm) I said, "What you wanna be?" She said, "Alive" It made me think for a minute, then looked in her eyes I coulda died, time went on, I got grown Rhyme got strong, mind got blown I came back home to find lil' Sasha was gone Her mama said she with a nigga that be treating her wrong (man) I kept on singing my song and hoping at a show That I would one day see her standing in the front row But two weeks later, she got found in the back of a school With a needle in her arm, baby two months due Sasha Thumper It's like that now You better go on and get the hump up out your back now (ah) It's about four or five cats off in my 'Lac now (pssh) We just shoot game in the form of story raps now (yeah) It's like that now, it's like that now It's like that now You better go on and get the hump up out your back now (ah) It's about four or five cats off in my 'Lac now (pssh) We just shoot game in the form of story raps now (yeah) It's like that now, it's like that now Keisha, Keisha! (Ma!) Cut that loud mess off You hear all that thunderin' and lightnin', and get off that telephone! Ugh, alright Grandmama, what's all that noise? I'm scared Baby, don't be scared, it's gonna be alright It's just the Lord doin' His work, okay?