Luyện nghe bài hát Marvel

Yeah,
These bitches be God
why ain't got nuttin' to do with nuttin'
Yeah, it out y'all one two
We up in this joint, what?
the fly shit, yeah
Don't out on me

Yo, black man out, she salt-water trout
Al Deuce dug her back out, the dugout
Heard the pussy was good, big niggaz victim
Mentally 'em one God turned Christian
She know magic, wet pussy on the mattress
Skin Cleopatra's, the leading actress
She been fuckin' we went to fourteen, look at Miss Thing
With a ponytail kept a jar of

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

Fat-ass whips big asses, lips
Wide hips, baller kits, chrome wearin'
Blue kicks, plus boomin' beats
Loud beeps, crowded streets, the fusion yo
The heat is on, too black or too strong
In one hour Wu-Tang is about to perform

Police barricade, sidewalk crowded parades
The arena now present, de of the decade
Long braids and fades, bald heads, spangle
Extensions, Friday, just got paid
Headliner or marquee is the time rhyme crime family
shines Godly light
Upon this hip-hop art form, yo
We be measured by no chart, the God brung

Never bust premature for
You it raw, let me plant my dynamite bitch
Deep inside your
The explosion stops the
'Causes inflation
waitin' nine months for deportation
Of the Earth from the Moon, black woman stay in
Yo God, let me pour the science about the womb

It's a black hole for those who control
Fertile soil before you are
And spoiled many men and many lives
And all you brothers sides
Only worth a decimal compared to who died inside