Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss of a Black Widow

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

motherfuckers know what's the fucking time
You we don't love you motherfuckers?
Run in to the courts
With all bullshit motherfuka

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

Bobby Digi, Bob shit is critical
the fuck 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 this hoe last
Lookin' like a Benz a woofer in the trunk

I pushed up like a push-up
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 crack
(For real?)

Word to like a thousand 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 invade your space

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

Look how you feelin' gimme some feeback boo 'cause I need
(Look Bobby where's the 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 outfit
'Cause the way that I'ma dress style is mad wild
to make a crowd of women scream oww
Whether at a or just in bed

Or thoughts of Ason bitch keep in your head
My are funky, my rhymes are spunky
Sometimes I say, well, what's the recipe
I know, I ask my ma, she don't 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 game and it's a shame
How many wanna know this name, Ason

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

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

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