Luyện nghe bài hát All Due Respect [Explicit]

This year we iller a nun in a cumshot
Getting' double penetrated in a spot
By two hard pipe hittin'
On the orders of to the soundtrack of 2pac
beat you to a pulp no fiction
Tarantino flow new and Vincent
Blow marijuana no incense
Exhale in the of innocent infants
On some "Ah hah look I did" shit
And if I get stopped by a crooked ass cop I'm a put a in a pig
And Rin Tin Tin, ah hah hah look what I did
We the hooligans outside of school
Sayin don't be a fool follow rules again
We the bad boys bully with the that
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 bullyin' a
When I go back to class punch him in his shit again
Punch him in his again

you get no respect

I don't flirt greatness I wifed it in Vegas
The all paid for I signed the papers
Used to date but then I made her my main
Bought us a place on a lake with some
And Mike's my neighbor straight Greatville
Any invader get slayed and stay
On sovereign land, Mike fill the up
We call when the fam get a great thrill
Bad News Bear hug beats then off
You drive a van
Mullet
We do
You do
You don't shit
You's a
Run the J's we don't run so it's all fun and games till my J's get scuffed
I'm livid, fuming, out of
I wear sweatpants to funerals, guns to
the blinds they got drones and mines we so close to the lie I could almost die
I got no goals left but to my mind
They got more dug In the earth, oh my
The get abused like I rock a wife beater
Drinker, fired by the
Friday, late on the car note tryna do
This my house it's or the highway
High or the

Cause you get no

I'm a thrill killer, I will you
like daddy fuckin' left you
It's all fault mommy's lonely
a burden, she needs rescue

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

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

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

you get no respect