Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss of a Black Widow

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

Y'all motherfuckers know the fucking time
You we don't love you motherfuckers?
Run in to the motherfucking
With all that bullshit

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

Bobby Digi, Bob Digital shit is
Laid the fuck up inside the
It's a of a sphinx bitch had me jinx wid hijinx
Cuban linx from my neck, it was the sex

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

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

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

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

up boo, damn I can taste it
One drop of sperm the God waste it over the quilt
I put it inside you so your breast be filled with milk
And we lay up and I could squeeze until it tilts
My house built on is bangin' like the Hilton

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

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

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

all about me in the place to be, nigga you all that uh
Motherfucka that is due it's mad
Motherfucking game and it's a shame
How many motherfuckas wanna this name, Ason

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

By this that you dying you have in your clutch
Fall in like a drug, call out into her love flood
Fuck dunno you only blood
inside the scud-missile grip like tissue

Now I'm laid up the hospital
Digital's on critical
'Cause the testicles is

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