Luyện nghe bài hát French

Got all the bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla
She to get her groove back like Stella, grab the umbrella
When it comes to your perception of my shit I'm Keller
When it comes to the perfection of my shit I you
smell the rectum I'm a chromosome i always X them
Like Wolverine in attacking a deadly weapon
I'm opening a church to coke and Led Zeppelin,
and Mary in her ass... ha ha... yo
I'm fucking up in the forest
In the three bear house eating motherf-cking porridge
I her it's my house, give her a tour
In my basement, and that bitch locked up in my storage
Rape her and record it, then edit it with more
Octopussy special effect, the wet be banging
And please never disrespect my set with
from my neck like it's a motherf-cking circus

You little n-ggas better check my
You getting better check my French
Ah, time is it, huh? Check my French
If you cop my you better check my French,

I'm making moves, my French
I speak English but my French
Your hoe be on my penis she my French, bitch

I I left my dignity up in the cupboard
every girl im digging, when im digging in her pussy
im never a rubber
but fuck it I guess i steach it out like it was flubber
and leave it drippin and red like it was doubble cheese buggers
chewin on cum bubble gum from hubbard
bitch knew dick like Bubba knew shimp
(Laughing)
Yo Im seventeen, sniffin blow
I my friends its asthma every time I start to itch my throat
I got a new for MTV, "Pimp My Boat"
Cause some bitch my semen was dirty, that silly ho
The most that can do is find me, Im hiding
somewhere Chris Stokes cant find me
Oh no Mister Stokes I dont misters no
tell R. Kelly, where my little sister go?

You little niggas check my French
You getting money better my French
Ahh, what time is it, huh? Check my
If you cop my shit you better my French, muthafucka
Im making moves check my
I speak English but my French
Your hoe be on my penis she check my French,

Yo you little better check my french
I got allstars and you can my bench
Left Brain, super three, Creator Ace puttin the expressions in music and the face
Of the picture, punchline out ahhh I get you
No you dont so why dont you go figure
You seem anyway, pressure enough?
You the type of dude to choke when the is up
The is to pump and pressure is us
bitches havin and the pleasure is us
Niggas wanna be O.F. and letters to us
competition, yo you better than us?
Digest what Im sayin? I dont so
We sick shit, it up down in the sink yo
The odd niggas are beginning to these pink hoes
We think odd so we think so

Crusin in my go kart at walmart cupcakes
Go ahead admit it this shit is tighter then buttrape
That Ballpark franks and silver duct tape
Pornos and and boxes of DiGiornos
You homos is loco your prolly drinking
with some with the door closed watchin zorro you homos