Luyện nghe bài hát The Unlocking

Yo, who
Yo, this
Yo, whattup

Yo, dude?
This is the 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, nice to talk
Sometimes I used to off

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

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

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

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

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

Aight time yo?
Umm
Like
Yeah, come no

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

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

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

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

To places where in house spirits
Will later away all traces, of their ill spoken words
And complacent and then, like their minutemen, predecessors
Lude, sexual endeavors, end up rough

'Cause one of them could keep that weak shit up
Corrupt, fifth one to her
Hip hop clothed to
Think he impress her

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

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

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

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

It seems she just wastin' good and time
On dudes like number Seven, who ain't their lesson
He to enter the flesh divine
By dropping a kind of semi-sweet

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

to the waves, made him cum for days
Eighth and One turn arise
Plys her familiar lies
Even more familiar still, 'cause him, she used to
But he could quite see above, her mound

A pound of flesh is all she was, no name no or even voice
So poised, she rises Phoenix the flame
Finally bored 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 made for dicks

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