Luyện nghe bài hát 72 Virgins

Here we are, us
I know you want me from the time you seen me in the movie
on the shoulder of a villain
She flatten a village
You know I'm chilling out with Bruce Willis
Somehow, you and my man met
I was still stealing the money my gram-gram's purse
But you
Running the streets, the blam-blam work
Back we smoked nickels of dirt
Nowadays it shit to drop a grip on dessert
And you tell the feds about some shit and it hurts
it, so be it, you 'bout to know Jesus
Turn this motherfucker back into a
tapped so speak Swedish when you call the crib
Rich forever motherfucker I was born to
Die happy, knowing that my straight
I hope didn't see the numbers on that Camry plate
I been a grown man since I had a baby
These motherfuckers saying shit
my eyes, spray the whip, hit your rib twice
Now your kids gotta deal with this shit this is life

Yeah, and I'm fucking now
It's fucking
What the fuck I'm
bunch a shit
I'm out wilding
Got a fucking year old Puerto Rican with me
He don't even my name
But he gon' suttin' for me
He know what it is
No watch on the
outta here man
Smack the shit you then slap your son's father
Your own family loves me than you
Salute me every
Every time I come to your crib,
It better be a wrapped up on the stove motherfucker
you know I'm coming to eat
Fuck that I even want firsts, I want my seconds first
right, I eat right out the motherfucking pot
Fuck a spoon man, I been eating hand to my whole life
I motivate myself
Anytime I need to think some shit man
I just go back and close my eyes man
And go to the sorrow
Fuck outta man
My whole life is a fucking b
You stupid? Quadruple
Oops, what's that? one