Luyện nghe bài hát Marvel

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

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

She's a big girl now, a body that growl
murder trial, smile attract crowds
Most niggaz, would light the Lord this broad
Big niggaz in drawers pose one knee on the floor
kids daydream of humpin' wildflower
Hanna Barbera faint, I'm no Rivera

whips big asses, colorful lips
Wide hips, kits, chrome dipped wearin'
Blue kicks, plus jeans beats
Loud horn beeps, streets, the fusion yo
The is on, never too black or too strong
In one hour Wu-Tang is about to perform

Police barricade, sidewalk crowded like
The arena now present, de of the decade
Long braids and fades, bald heads, spangle
Extensions, nails Friday, just got
Headliner or marquee is the prime time rhyme crime
That shines light
Upon this art form, yo Dunn
We can't be by no chart, the God brung

Never bust for sure
You it raw, let me plant my dynamite bitch
Deep your core
The stops the menstruation
stomach inflation
Patiently nine months for deportation
Of the Earth the Moon, black woman stay in tune
Yo God, let me pour y'all the science the womb

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