Luyện nghe bài hát Marvel

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

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

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

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

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

Never bust for sure
You it raw, let me plant my dynamite bitch
Deep inside your
The explosion stops the
'Causes stomach
Patiently waitin' nine months for
Of the Earth from the Moon, black stay in tune
Yo God, let me y'all the science about the womb

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