Luyện nghe bài hát All Due Respect [Explicit]

This we iller than a nun in a cumshot
Getting' double in a dope spot
By two hard pipe hittin'
On the of Marcellus to the soundtrack 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 what I did again
We the hooligans outside of school
don't be a fool never follow rules again
We the bad boys bully with the that
The say ain't shit and in the need of discipline
We the reason for ritalin
In the back of the class, twitchin' and
Dead we never got along
We laughed at the kids was active participants
Bad boy walk past church with the work in a bag and a bible of Gideon
Got for bullyin' a bully
When I go back to class I'ma punch him in his shit
him in his shit again

Cause you get no

I don't with greatness I wifed it in Vegas
The all paid for I signed the papers
Used to date but then I her my main bitch
Bought us a on a lake with some acreage
And Mike's my straight from Greatville
Any invader get slayed and stay
On sovereign land, Mike fill the up
We when the fam get paid a great thrill
Bad News Bear hug then creep off
You drive a van
Ray-Bans
We do
You do
You don't shit
a cricket
Run the J's we run so much it's all fun and games till 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
They got more dug In the earth, oh my
The beat get abused I rock a wife beater
Drinker, by the company
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 killer, I will test you
Just daddy fuckin' left you
It's all your mommy's lonely
You're a burden, she rescue

Hey buddy, where's your mommy?
Call me stepdad or Johnny
Here's a dollar follow behind me
I go bang out mom and auntie

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

Woke up in
out America
Case of
Shit got
Got left with a gun and a pitbull
And a from my dad said I hope God carry ya
Fought one or two 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

Cause you get no