Luyện nghe bài hát All Due Respect [Explicit]

This we iller than a nun in a cumshot
double penetrated in a dope spot
By two pipe hittin' Niggas
On the orders of Marcellus to the of 2pac
I'll you to a pulp no fiction
flow new Jules and Vincent
Blow marijuana smoke no
Exhale in the of innocent infants
On some "Ah hah look what I did"
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 of school again
Sayin don't be a fool never rules again
We the bad bully with the fully that
The teachers say shit and in the need of discipline
We the reason for ritalin
In the of the class, twitchin' and fidgetin'
Dead wrong we got along
We laughed at the that was active participants
Bad boy walk right church with the work in a bag and a bible of Gideon
Got suspended for bullyin' a
When I go back to class I'ma punch him in his shit
Punch him in his shit

you get no respect

I flirt with greatness I wifed it in Vegas
The all paid for I signed the papers
to date but then I made her my main bitch
Bought us a place on a lake with acreage
And my neighbor straight from Greatville
Any invader get and stay killed
On sovereign land, fill the safe up
We call when the fam get paid a thrill
Bad News Bear hug beats then off
You a rape van
Ray-Bans
We do
You do
You don't shit
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 goals left but to my mind
They got holes dug In the earth, oh my
The beat get abused like I rock a wife
Drinker, fired by the
Friday, late on the car note do taxes
This my it's high or the highway
or the highway

Cause you get no

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

Hey little buddy, where's your
Call me stepdad or Johnny
Here's a don't follow behind me
I go bang out mom and auntie

I hunt lions, tigers, vaginas
Hang where the seem scared to find us
Pop stars peep the bars and us
your life but first run the diamonds
From the (the jungle) the brothers (the brothers)
Can't relate to your first struggles
You want safety, hugs and
IED's will leave bloody

Woke up in
Kicked out
of malaria
Shit got
Got with a gun and a pitbull terrier
And a note from my dad said I hope God 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, the benevolent
Gold draped ridin' on the of an elephant

you get no respect