Luyện nghe bài hát Domestic Violence Pt2

You ain't shhh, ya ain't shhh
Your ain't shit, your pussy ain't shhh
Bitch, you ain't shhh, your friends shh
whip ain't shhh, pocketbook ain't shhh

You that shhh but girl you ain't shhh
Your momma ain't shhh, your daddy ain't
You talkin' shit girl, pussy ain't shit
friends ain't shit, you whip ain't shhh

You see these wizards out here, trynna floss
I wear the pants dada, I'm the boss
I'm a survivor, I the course dada
They got the little toy vibrators on there speed,

See I don't a man, don't need to see a man
But it seems to me ho, you be a man
You Tinkerbell and your is Peter Pan
Strap on the KY Jelly, you eat ya friend

I know the type, down and take a little pipe
Then run up and call me cupcakes, say, "I fuck you right"
Shit, call me now, like that bitch on the tube with the cards
'Cuz mushy gushy still goin' for on the Boulevard

Now I I see, didn't I see you walk on the porno flicks
Givin' at the same, give no bumper hit
Get bent across seas, damn near done rapped the world
And you qualify, my book here's a girl

You ain't shit, yo mama ain't
Yo daddy ain't shit, yo pussy ain't shit,
You shit, your friends ain't shit
Your whip ain't shit, pocketbook shit

You ain't shit, yo ain't shit
Yo mama ain't shit and yo pussy shit, bitch
You shit, your friends ain't shit
whip ain't shit, pocketbook ain't shit, bitch

Hey Bobby, I this loot gobbler, hard knobber
More peaches cobbler, corner store soliciter
up her ass wipe, what you want
And what you need, and what you get is two things

over, Pea Street and put the bitch out in the rain
Lost your mind, ya 409, the short yellow bus
Gipp ain't never been touched, left insane, off of [unverified] lush
Hush, licker, stronger than Wild Turkey liquor
Tryin' to entice her, movin' to hit her but I'd forget her nigga

Bodododo, her knees be purple, Gipp, she like to gurgle gurgle
And goggle, goggle, slurp and she swallow, swallow
I met this Sundae, her name was Betty Boo
She put her period blood in her stew
(Fuck no, no)

I her mama, her papa, plus her naughty daughter
She filled her baby's up with toilet water
And Sun Dew, the whole clan used to run
Her Power U, then just bless her wit the doo
Bitch, I pack a horse dick, you know my chain is frosted
One fuck from the apple and shorty lost it

'Cuz you ain't shit, yo mama shit
Yo daddy ain't shit, yo cousins ain't shit,
You ain't shit, yo whip shit
Pocketbook ain't shit and yo friends shit, bitch

You ain't shit, yo folks ain't
Yo lawyer ain't shit, yo car ain't shit, bitch
You ain't shit, yo ain't shit
Your last name ain't shit, your whole family shit, bitch

Fuckin' around, nigga from
Bobby Digital, Big A.K.A. Mute
Straight the underground, we gone