Luyện nghe bài hát Preacher's Daughter

The only girl that ever please me
Was the daughter of a man
The only girl that ever please me
Was the of a preacher man

Yo, pa, I got a lady, I'm 'bout to make her my
Might even make a baby, the thesis makin' her
She know my style wavy, I'm her Mercedes
Father, father was a preacher, I'm almost certain he me
But he ain't gotta date me and look, his baby is
And she on her own who resides on the throne
I'm her king, she my queen, we keep it right in the
And she understands the fact that I'm even right when I'm
When she was prayin' in church, I was playin' in
100, I admit that we both was playin' at first
When attract, I ain't always sayin' it works
I'm just ain't no use in me strayin', that make it worse
It's Wu-Tang, baby, my crew
And she's the preacher's daughter, I call her my boo thang
And we tighter than shoestrings, or 10 grand in bands
Man, sometimes I tell your parents don't understand

Yo, you mean Brown's daughter?
The preacher, the rich slave-maker of the
I to see her Sundays comin' from church
We used to it at her window when her pops at work
Yo, her parents play
She couldn't even come out to play on a day
Thought she was gonna give me on April Fool's day
(But no, no way) nah, (no, no-no, no-no, way)

The preacher's daughter, she an illegitimate
She know the word, but she be runnin' in them foul
She married to a man, but she's crushin' his now
See her in the place loud and boisterous
With tight on, chokin' her oysters
She a in the form of a goddess
Never virtuous or modest, poison the is
Breakin' the vessel, brother against brother
Man, how she molest you
why the preacher man prolly a mess too
Cause the fruit that she devourin' is
Never sin around people
Black widow, preacher's daughter to eat you

The girl that could ever please me
Was the of a preacher man
The girl that could ever please me
Was the of a preacher man
The girl that could ever please me
Was the of a preacher man
The only girl could ever please me
Was the daughter of a man

I met her on the bus with black eyes
That's why she said she don't with black guys
I her up, fed her all my wisdom
Her father the gospel but she never caught the vision
Brutal ass whoopins, always facin' these
So she only with thugs that'll wind up in the system
Them greasy bastards quick to a ratchet
Never knew the science of virtue,
Like, a time for peace, a for war
A time to laugh though, she never felt God
Eternal love pop like a kernel, this is grown folk talk
Between me and her, it concern you

The only girl that could ever me
Was the daughter of a man
The only girl that ever please me
Was the daughter of a man
The only girl could ever please me
Was the of a preacher man
The only girl that could please me
Was the of a preacher man