Luyện nghe bài hát The Ritual

Bitch nigga, gun trigger, bigger, why fuck?
Killer, blood spiller, bitch, a Mac truck
Bad luck fuckin' with this black
Bigger Thomas I promise, leave a corpse in the

Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why
Killer, spiller, bitch, steal a Mac truck
Bad fuckin' with this black buck
Bigger I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace

nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck?
Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mac
Bad luck fuckin' with this buck
Thomas I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace

Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why
Killer, blood spiller, bitch, a mac truck
Bad fuckin' with this black buck
Bigger Thomas I promise, leave a in the furnace

Nigga what? I'm down to my strut
Like the way I my gat flat on its side like a pug
And I'm tickling the trigger make it from its gut
You think I'm a comedian the way it erupts

Nigga I represent the ashes and dust
All that's sittin up in ya that's got ya stuck in a rut
You can fire, hold fire, son, I'm smokin you up
You can whistle your desires even got snuffed

Nigga now I'm on the corner of wow
pointed at me 'cuz I'm gettin' these nouns
Got these kids inventing adjectives and renown
I am nigga, I am

Nigga please, the earth, the air, the fire and the
Third dimension, fourth dimension, fifth with ease
Oh, the chicken never thought I've got ya smokin' trees
Ask your front door what my sawed off got you them keys

what? But I ain't gonna knock open up
When it's to meet your maker ain't no changing the plot
an actor in the series nigga, I own the lot
And I'm here to serve these royalties gold in a pot

Callin' and have nots
Callin' and have nots
Callin' and have nots
Callin' haves and have

Callin' and have nots
Callin' haves and nots
Callin' haves and have
haves and have nots

Hey, no need to stop that
Hey, ain't no need to that
Hey, ain't no to stop that
Hey, no need

God and pussy, objects of
And ill repute some rather seek up
dig and grind that inner truth
The of my eye

A bit too fly to
any other form than the Messiah's black Mariah
Mothership, grandmother and sea
The wave and form of beauty born of Eden's apple
And every single stands erect and prays to be
The follower she sweet communion, holy union

Let me see you run it just like
Move your hips from side to
Come forward, it back
Let me know firsthand the land of glory I lack
I all to you if you surrender back

Holy God where'd you learn to squeeze it and then
Move it slow for me to question everything?
You slowly to tremble heaven's walls begin to sing
Tsunami after cosmic slop on everything

Hey, ain't no need to stop
Hey, ain't no to stop that

nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck?
(Ain't no to stop that)
Killer, blood spiller, bitch, a Mac truck
Bad luck fuckin' with this black
Thomas I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace

Bitch nigga, gun trigger, bigger, why fuck?
Killer, blood spiller, bitch, a Mac truck
Bad luck fuckin' with this black
Bigger I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace