Luyện nghe bài hát Marvel

Yeah,
These be buggin' God
Reason why ain't got to do with nuttin'
Yeah, it out y'all one two
We back up in this joint,
Check the fly shit,
black out on me

Yo, man watch out, she salt-water trout
Al dug her back out, inside the dugout
Heard the pussy was good, big niggaz fell
Mentally stripped 'em one God Christian
She know magic, soakin' wet pussy on the
like Cleopatra's, the leading actress
She fuckin' since we went to fourteen, look at Miss Thing
With a ponytail a jar of Vasoline

She's a big girl now, with a body that
Likewise murder trial, smile attract
Most niggaz, light the Lord over this broad
Big in they drawers pose one knee on the floor
Little kids daydream of humpin'
Hanna faint, I'm ridin' no Rivera

Fat-ass whips big asses, lips
Wide hips, baller kits, chrome dipped
Blue kicks, plus jeans boomin'
horn beeps, crowded streets, the fusion yo
The is on, never too black or too strong
In one hour Clan is about to perform

Police barricade, crowded like parades
The arena now present, de event of the
Long and fades, bald heads, spangle waves
Extensions, nails Friday, got paid
Headliner or is the prime time rhyme crime family
That shines Godly
Upon hip-hop art form, yo Dunn
We can't be by no chart, the God brung

Never bust for sure
You want it raw, let me plant my dynamite
inside your core
The explosion the menstruation
stomach inflation
Patiently waitin' months for deportation
Of the Earth from the Moon, black woman stay in
Yo God, let me pour y'all the science about the

a black hole for those who lose control
Fertile before you are wise
And spoiled men and took many lives
And all you changed sides
Only worth a decimal to those who died inside