Luyện nghe bài hát French

Got all the black bitches mad cause my bitch vanilla
She trying to get her groove back Stella, grab the umbrella
When it comes to your perception of my shit I'm Keller
When it comes to the perfection of my I know you
the rectum I'm like a chromosome i always X them
Like Wolverine steps in a deadly weapon
I'm a church to sell coke and Led Zeppelin,
and Mary in her ass... ha ha... yo
I'm Goldilocks up in the forest
In the three bear house eating motherf-cking porridge
I tell her it's my house, give her a
In my basement, and keep that bitch locked up in my
Rape her and record it, edit it with more shit
Octopussy special effect, the wet bitches be
And please never my set with cannons
Hanging from my neck like it's a circus

You little n-ggas better check my
You money better check my French
Ah, what is it, huh? Check my French
If you cop my you better check my French,

I'm making moves, my French
I speak but check my French
Your hoe be on my penis she my French, bitch

I guess I left my dignity up in the
cause every girl im digging, when im in her pussy
im never using a
but fuck it I guess i gotta it out like it was flubber
and leave it drippin green and red it was doubble cheese buggers
chewin on cum like bubble gum from
bitch knew dick like Bubba knew shimp
(Laughing)
Yo Im seventeen, already sniffin
I tell my friends its asthma every time I start to my throat
I got a new for MTV, "Pimp My Boat"
Cause bitch said my semen was dirty, that silly ho
The that they can do is find me, Im hiding
where Chris Stokes cant find me
Oh no Stokes I dont like misters no
tell R. Kelly, where my little sister go?

You little niggas better check my
You money better check my French
Ahh, what is it, huh? Check my French
If you cop my shit you better check my French,
Im moves check my French
I speak English but check my
hoe be on my penis she check my French, bitch

Yo you little niggas better my french
I got and you can check my bench
Brain, super three, Creator Ace puttin the expressions in music and create the face
Of the picture, punchline out ahhh I get you
No you dont nigga so why dont you go
You confused anyway, pressure enough?
You the type of dude to choke when the is up
The is to pump and pressure is us
bitches havin and the pleasure is us
wanna be O.F. and write letters to us
Competition's competition, yo you than us?
Digest what Im sayin? I dont so
We sick shit, throw it up down in the yo
The odd are beginning to spill these pink hoes
We sorta odd so we think so

in my go kart at walmart sellin cupcakes
Go ahead admit it faggot this shit is tighter then
involves Ballpark franks and silver duct tape
Pornos and and boxes of DiGiornos
You homos is loco your prolly drinking
with some with the door closed watchin zorro you homos