Luyện nghe bài hát Horny Lil' Devil

You are the of darkness, arch enemy, father of evil
Hell born, demonic, savage, fierce, vicious,
Tameless, barbaric, ungovernable, uncontrollable, obstinate

Horny little devil, you back up
Horny little devil, you can't a nut

Lookin' at my girlfriend's skin
You wanna jump in but she don't white men
So don't throw that work you jerk
Or get your punk devil ass hurt,

She ain't the pale face
y'all fuck at a snail's pace
And you might get with mace from the ebony
So she's doin' her job you better let her be

Don't try to pinch the
Thinkin' that you're about to knock out the
'Cause she'll tell you to kiss her ass
And where I'm from, devils get their ass

Mr. Sexual
Askin' for a and when the answer is, "Fuck, no"
Looks like you wanna
But that's when I go psycho Norman Bates

I wanna kill the devil for talkin'
he can't get a taste of the chocolate
African breast 'cause bitches
Have no and no chest

Black women have bodies like
Sorta like but put away your penis
'Cause the is a savage motherfucker
That's why I'm lighter than the brother

you raped our women and we felt it
But it'll never again if I can help it
(Me, neither)

'Cause nobody in my neighborhood has caught fever yet
So horny devil, you better listen
Before your ass comes up missin' and it's that

I'm so
(Hey, to me)
I'm so
(Hey, to me)
I'm so
(Hey, to me)
I'm so
(Hey, to me)

I'm so
(Hey, to me)
I'm so
(Hey, to me)
I'm so
(Hey, to me)
I'm so
(Hey, to me)

Now you get me
little devil must be a F A G
Tryin' to fuck me out my land and my
Have me broke eatin' spam and canned

Lockin' down on my
Treat me less than a man 'cause right now you got the upper
But my ass is a virgin, you might have the Indians
But you can't me

And when I'm on top, I be fuckin' ya
I'd rather put a in ya
'Cause I the devil with a passion
And when I see the of his eyes I start blastin'

Dig a hole and his ass in
And I won't be happy 'til I'm to my last ten
Get his pitchfork
Tie him up and then feed the pork

Little devil can't me out my pay
'Cause horny little true niggaz aren't gay
And you can't with my Yo-Yo
And definitely you can't play with me, you fuckin'

'Cause we'll blow your off
And turn that white sheet into a red
Plus when they're all
I can cut that jheri juice and get a bald

let it nap up
Go down to the corner store and the Jap up
Clean all the up out my city
Now the whole look shitty

Put his dick on a wood
Swing, swing, swing, and chop, chop,
Now who's the to nut
me bad but you can't sex me up

So don't even try to put dick on a die
'Cause is what, why in 1991and I'ma get my gun
Put an end to the
So get a fuckin'

I'm so
(Hey, to me)
I'm so
(Hey, to me)
I'm so
(Hey, to me)
I'm so
(Hey, to me)

I'm so
(Hey, to me)
I'm so
(Hey, to me)
I'm so
(Hey, to me)
I'm so
(Hey, to me)