Luyện nghe bài hát International [Edited]

Eternally thug ****, Hilfiger, made by
So I speak hope to reach my biunique mammies
Oh to poppy, I love it when it's **** and sloppy
In and out the mouth piece until I cum no one can me

My and grind'll do ya' every time
Come get a blast of this thug passion it'll blow ya'
Hey, up your legs, rap them **** around my back
It's a Westside thing **** **** the map

Walking 125 while I'm peeping out hotties
And they seduce my **** I'll be screaming me body
Make 'em **** my name out, give me my props and don't you
Love how this thug **** up the ****

I'm at the weekend parade, I'm watching caramel play
Get with real **** bull**** will get you paid
is the dream of a young black teen
I fiend for **** country like a greedy crack fiend, now come on

Hey girl, I can tell that you it by the way you're dancing on the floor
Hey girl, I can look in your eyes and tell you some more
Oh girl, worry 'bout it just feel better keep doing what you do
Hey girl, girl, tonight you can be,

when I pull up to the club on them chrome things
I'm crispy from my wrist to my gold chain
Anywhere I go I keep the I never change
If it ain't up on my lap got it stashed in the Range, ****,

I'm bread on the rob
jet anywhere I tell him he go fly to
My respect had girls saying 'Daddy I do'
you ask get it cracking when I slide through

With God as my witness, right hand on the
In Tokyo turned it up, hottie got though I stroked for show
Now up in Atlanta in the strip
She thick took me to the stop, where the crib was

full throttle got cracking I ain't bashed yet
From the kitchen to the top, in the bathroom
Flips mo', trips mo' stamps on my
her drop me off at Heartsville, I'm international

Hey girl, I can tell that you want it by the way you're dancing on the
Hey girl, I can in your eyes and tell you want some more
Oh girl, don't worry 'bout it feel better keep doing what you do
Hey girl, girl, tonight you can be,

It's Mr. Hoodnational, with the passport
Just landed Paris homie pick me up I'm at the airport
With two of Moet and a bottle of Port
Can we, get something popping 'cuz tomorrow got

So of I'm ready to get it, feel it going down right now
Hopped in the whip, popped the in a **** right now
Get it out of it about 50 seconds later the party now
We celebrating Makaveli, 2Pacalypse

Escape through the front though they up on tippy toes
Cruising up to get the if you lose a chick then let her go
She done chose it's over bro around it's Harleyville
Dimes in high heels came from to New York to Cali to chill

They for real with no grill in my dental
Peep, my swagger tremendous make monumental
It was me, mammies, E-40 and 'Pac
[Incomprehensible] party it just don't stop

Hey girl, I can tell that you want it by the way dancing on the floor
Hey girl, I can in your eyes and tell you want some more
Oh girl, don't worry 'bout it just better keep doing what you do
Hey girl, girl, tonight you can be,