Luyện nghe bài hát Domestic Violence Pt2

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

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

You see these wizards out here, trynna like
I wear the pants dada, I'm the papa
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 and your girlfriend is Peter Pan
Strap on the KY Jelly, you eat ya friend

I know the type, down 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 tarot
'Cuz mushy gushy still goin' for sale on the

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

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

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

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

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

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 blood in her spaghetti stew
(Fuck no, no)

I knew her mama, her papa, plus her naughty
She filled her baby's ba-ba up with toilet
And Sun Dew, the whole clan to run threw
Her Power U, then bless her wit the hair doo
Bitch, I pack a horse dick, plus you know my is frosted
One fuck from the apple head and lost it

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

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

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