Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss of a Black Widow

Let me tell y'all ho something
(Oh, you about that man?)
Yeah, them belong to us
Straight up, all y'all motherfucking hoes

Y'all motherfuckers know what's the fucking
You think we love you motherfuckers?
Run in to the courts
With all bullshit motherfuka

I'm letting all motherfuckers know
I'm getting a that shit
You motherfucking breed motherfuckers
Bitches, we you motherfucka

Digi, Bob Digital shit is critical
Laid the up inside the hospital
It's a riddle of a bitch had me jinx wid hijinx
linx snatched from my neck, it was the sex

This twelve bottle of bex had me drunk
One laid up wit the Ol' Dirt and ten bags of skunk
Just met hoe last month
Lookin' like a Benz with a woofer in the

I pushed up like a stick
One hand up near my cheek the other was holdin' my dick
I "Power equal, boo"
RZA people I be D I G I too

(Is right?)
Word, and
Girl you got a smile that a make a nigga heart
(For real?)

Word to like a thousand dollar bill
Close eyes count to three and click you heels
And we could end up at my place to face
I'll invade your inner space

Straight up boo, damn I can it
One drop of the God wouldn't waste it over the quilt
I rather put it inside you so your be filled with milk
And we could lay up and I could until it tilts
My house built on stilts is bangin' the Hilton

Look how you feelin' gimme some boo 'cause I need that
(Look where's the beer and the weed at?)
Look, girl, shit I got more a little
She set me up for the kiss of the widow

You couldn't get a flick of the hype
'Cause the way that I'ma dress this style is mad
Enough to a crowd of women scream oww
Whether at a party or in bed

Or thoughts of Ason bitch keep in your head
My beats are funky, my rhymes are
Sometimes I say, well, motherfucka what's the
I don't know, I ask my ma, she know, "Go ask ya poppa"

It's all about me in the place to be, you all that uh
Motherfucka that shit is due mad
Motherfucking and it's a God-damn shame
How many wanna know this name, Ason

Yo, I lock on, the break
Shake and motivate,

By this ways that you dying you have in your
in love like a drug, call out into her love flood
Fuck dunno you only bust
Caught the scud-missile grip like tissue

Now I'm laid up inside the
Digital's on critical
'Cause the is drained

Huh huh
Nah, I ain't doing it right,
Huh