Luyện nghe bài hát Buried Alive Intro

Yeah,
ones for my Brooklyn playboys
This for my L.A. playboys
This ones for my Chi-town
ATL, south
NC, SC
you be?
Come on, just it with me

When it to hoes, we don't love not one
a friend ain't no option
It's a must, her friend assists like
When we fuck, I have two not one
She know a nigga like me
Get her wet I'm out like strike three
No doubt, make her eat her out
After we fuck then the beat her out
Believe me, we don't love hoes
Break out, after we dug hoes
You wanna stay bitch, what'cha 'bout?
Get your shoes on, and start on

Slimm + Shyne

Get out, I don't hug you
Get out, I don't love you
Get out, talkin 'bout
Get your shoes on and start

You know you hittin, you got me lickin the
Before I'm stickin the up in my face
In the place niggas don't see love drug baby
I'm about to O.D. pussy
One be a whole ki
You're feminine, hood heaven an'
do anything, orals to S and M
Keep you satisfied, back
Come and a ride, I'll be your great adventure
Tell ya friends I bent'cha, who
Must'a been God, my bedroom angel
Lovin the curves as you purr im stroking
Grabbin ya hair, dare shed a tear
You a girl, don't cry
Shake that thang that I
Throw ya as I dig
Like a broke matress you had me out
But ain't nothin you got to get out

To all my niggas that know I mean
When you fuck a bitch good she don't wanna
I go through all the time
Bitch act like she don't see the exit
Start cryin, how much she Shyne
Thats the same thing she told my man
the fuck, she think I'm stupid?
Don't my pimp blood is deeply rooted
Inherited, be my heritage
That I dont give a fuck about fetishes
So when we and its over
Throw ya pocketbook on ya
Put shoes on and hit the road
I'll kick ya last once, bitch and roll

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