Luyện nghe bài hát All Due Respect [Explicit]

This we iller than a nun in a cumshot
Getting' double penetrated in a spot
By two hard hittin' Niggas
On the of Marcellus to the soundtrack of 2pac
I'll beat you to a no fiction
Tarantino new Jules and Vincent
marijuana smoke no incense
Exhale in the of innocent infants
On some "Ah hah look I did" shit
And if I get by a crooked ass cop I'm a put a bullet in a pig
And Rin Tin Tin, ah hah hah look what I did
We the hooligans outside of again
Sayin be a fool never follow rules again
We the bad boys bully with the fully
The teachers say ain't shit and in the need of
We the goddamn for ritalin
In the back of the class, and fidgetin'
Dead wrong we got along
We laughed at the that was active participants
Bad boy right past church with the work in a bag and a bible of Gideon
Got suspended for a bully
When I go back to class I'ma punch him in his shit
Punch him in his shit

you get no respect

I don't flirt with greatness I it in Vegas
The shits all for I signed the papers
Used to but then I made her my main bitch
Bought us a place on a lake some acreage
And Mike's my neighbor from Greatville
Any get slayed and stay killed
On sovereign land, fill the safe up
We call the fam get paid a great thrill
Bad News Bear hug then creep off
You drive a van
Mullet
We do
You do
You don't clap
a cricket
Run the J's we don't run so much it's all fun and games my J's get scuffed
I'm livid, fuming, out of
I wear to funerals, guns to lunch
Close the blinds they got drones and mines we so to the lie I could almost die
I got no left but to save my mind
got more holes dug In the earth, oh my
The beat get abused I rock a wife beater
Drinker, fired by the
Friday, late on the car tryna do taxes
This my house high or the highway
High or the

you get no respect

I'm a thrill killer, I test you
Just like daddy left you
It's all your mommy's lonely
a burden, she needs rescue

Hey little buddy, your mommy?
Call me stepdad or Uncle
Here's a dollar don't behind me
I gotta go out mom and auntie

I hunt lions, tigers, vaginas
Hang where the cops seem to find us
Pop stars peep the and rewind us
Fuck life but first run the diamonds
From the jungle (the jungle) the (the brothers)
Can't relate to first world struggles
You want safety, and cuddles
will leave bloody puddles

Woke up in
out America
Case of
Shit got
Got left with a gun and a terrier
And a note from my dad said I God carry ya
one or two wars while I made It to the shores
Y'know back to the home of a in Georgia
To return as a king, Michael the
Gold draped ridin' on the neck of an

Cause you get no