Luyện nghe bài hát The Unlocking

Yo, who
Yo, this
Yo, man?

Yo, dude?
is the Black Ill
Oh, G?
Y'know, yo

We down in the yo

Yo, we got a

Yo, is she
Yeah, live
Sup wit
She's just, real nice to
Sometimes I to knock off

how she be swingin'?
Oh yeah, she's swingin' like that y'know on
Oh,
I called a couple other heads and y'know

Aight, who else, who else, who else
I mean she like that?
Yeah, you

Ain't no
The whole Reservoir Dog squad n
We gon' be deep, oh aight, word
So on down, it's on yo

it's it's it's just us?
Yeah, it's us
Oh damn, whassup some more jawns?
Oh yes, it's just her and weed y'know sayin'?

some other shit
Fuck it, aight, bet, what
Y'know, whassup for real, for
Word, yo so through

Aight time yo?
Umm
now?
Yeah, through no

I the voyeur, peer, as she begins her,
Paying sexual ties for few and
Words of admiration, translation sucker ass, of trash
Spewing from one's unskilled lips
That beg for pussy tricks make his dick go quickly limp

She pimps her innocence as One demands
through the back door
"Bend over bitch, you this is what you were born for
To dig soft and lotion knees into the floor
And it in, that sweetly spread ass like a real pro whore"

Her screams seemed to praise
Sent messages of pleasure and pain to his fuck brain
But her masked laughs at his dumb ass
As he comes, then third and fourth one just as dumb
Invite to join in

Third One wants to hit the old fashioned style
While Fourth One says, "Don't she got DSL's
Make a nigga joint just swell, to think? I wanna sink my
Into bitch's, berry-framed mouth"
So one goes North, the South

To sanctified places where in spirits
Will later wash all traces, of their ill spoken words
And complacent faces and then, their minutemen, predecessors
Lude, aggrandized sexual endeavors, end up

'Cause neither one of could keep that weak shit up
Corrupt, one steps to her
Hip hop clothed to
he gonna impress her

"Hey Slim, I you was a spinna sit on up
Top this thing, black dick, and work it a winner"
With the he got his pseudo-thickness all up in her
But he, stops mid thrust

Seems she to 'cuz
Got his stuff in a death cunt
He fast falls from the force of her tight pussy
Just like the of that sorry ass bunch

Now, here Six, ready to add
His shit to the mix
Talkin' smack at that saying, "Girl, I'ma wax ass
And stick that slit so hard, you gonna be me God"

So he proceeds to poke and
With clumsy and wack sex slinger
"Condoms me last longer", wrong, 'cause her
Motions of snatch, detached from the situation
'Cause his pre, pre,

It she just wastin' good pussy and time
On dudes like number Seven, who learned their lesson
He wants to the flesh divine
By dropping a kind of semi-sweet

"Your honey hole so fine and deep, I'm gonna leap
Into you like an ocean do you right and make your spin"
So he in and then, he drowned
Got lost and in her Tart Canal

Slave to the waves, made him cum for
Eighth and One turn arise
Plys her familiar lies
Even more familiar still, him, she used to love
But he never could see above, her mound

A pound of flesh is all she was, no name no face or even
So poised, she rises Phoenix the flame
Finally with their feeble fuck games
She smooth reaches behind her and straight aim
At eight shriveled up with a fully loaded Glock
Parts lips, not expressly for milding dicks

And then, she speaks, Your shrieks of bring me bliss
I must admit the thought that I shred your tips
With eight quick excites me, see y'all fuck with the pussy
But I fuck with your minds, lack of soul and respect is the
This was a set up, now tell me what, my name?