Luyện nghe bài hát Domestic Violence Pt2

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

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

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

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

I know the type, come and take a little pipe
run up and call me cupcakes, say, "I didn't fuck you right"
Shit, call me now, like that bitch on the tube with the cards
'Cuz mushy gushy goin' for sale on the Boulevard

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

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

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

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

Pulled over, Pea Street and put the out in the rain
your mind, ya 409, riding the short yellow bus
Gipp ain't never been touched, insane, drunk off of [unverified] lush
Hush, shit-kicker licker, stronger than Turkey liquor
Tryin' to entice her, to hit her but I'd rather forget her nigga

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

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

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

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

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