Luyện nghe bài hát French

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

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

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

I guess I left my dignity up in the
every girl im digging, when im digging in her pussy
im using a rubber
but fuck it I guess i gotta it out like it was flubber
and it drippin green and red like it was doubble cheese buggers
chewin on cum like bubble gum from
bitch knew dick like Bubba knew shimp
(Laughing)
Yo Im seventeen, sniffin blow
I tell my its asthma every time I start to itch my throat
I got a new for MTV, "Pimp My Boat"
Cause some bitch said my semen was dirty, that ho
The that they can do is find me, Im hiding
where Chris Stokes cant find me
Oh no Mister Stokes I dont like no
Dont tell R. Kelly, my little sister go?

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

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

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