Luyện nghe bài hát French

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

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

I'm moves, check my French
I English but check my French
Your hoe be on my she check my French, bitch

I guess I left my up in the cupboard
cause every girl im digging, when im digging in her
im never a rubber
but fuck it I i gotta steach it out like it was flubber
and leave it drippin green and red like it was doubble buggers
on cum like bubble gum from hubbard
This bitch knew dick like Bubba knew
(Laughing)
Yo Im seventeen, sniffin blow
I tell my friends its 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 Chris Stokes cant find me
Oh no Stokes I dont like misters no
Dont tell R. Kelly, my little sister go?

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

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

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