Luyện nghe bài hát French

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch
She trying to get her groove back Stella, grab the umbrella
When it comes to your perception of my shit I'm Keller
it comes to the perfection of my shit I know you
smell the rectum I'm like a i always X them
Like Wolverine in attacking a deadly weapon
I'm a church to sell coke and Led Zeppelin,
and f-ck in her ass... ha ha... yo
I'm fucking Goldilocks up in the
In the bear house eating their motherf-cking porridge
I tell her it's my house, her a tour
In my basement, and keep that bitch locked up in my
Rape her and record it, then edit it more shit
Octopussy effect, the wet bitches be banging
And please disrespect my set with cannons
Hanging my neck like it's a motherf-cking circus

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

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

I I left my dignity up in the cupboard
every girl im digging, when im digging in her pussy
im using a rubber
but fuck it I guess i steach it out like it was flubber
and leave it green and red like it was doubble cheese buggers
chewin on cum like bubble gum hubbard
This knew dick like Bubba knew shimp
(Laughing)
Yo Im seventeen, sniffin blow
I my friends its asthma every time I start to itch my throat
I got a new for MTV, "Pimp My Boat"
Cause some bitch said my semen was dirty, that ho
The most that they can do is me, Im hiding
somewhere where Chris Stokes cant me
Oh no Stokes I dont like misters no
tell R. Kelly, where my little sister go?

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

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

Crusin in my go kart at walmart cupcakes
Go admit it faggot this shit is tighter then buttrape
That involves Ballpark and silver duct tape
and hormones and boxes of DiGiornos
You homos is loco your prolly cuervo
with some vatos with the door watchin zorro you homos