Luyện nghe bài hát Kim

Aw look at daddy's girl
That's baby
Little sleepy
Yesterday I your diaper
you and powdered you.
How did you get so
Can't it now you're two
Baby you're so
so proud of you
Sit bitch
If you again I'll beat the shit out of you

(Okay)
Don't me wake this baby
She don't need to see I'm about to do
Quit crying bitch, why do you always make me shout at
How could
leave me and love him out the blue
Oh, what's a matter
Am I too for you?
Too bad bitch, your finally hear me out this time
At first, I'm like all
You want to me out? that's fine!
But not for him to take my place, are you out you're
couch, this T-V, this whole house is mine!
How could you let him sleep in our
at Kim
Look at your now!

(No!)
I look at him!
He so hot now is he?
punk!
(Why are you this?)
Shut the up!
(You're drunk! you're going to get away at this!)
You I give a fuck!
Come on we're going for a bitch
(No!)
Sit up
(Well I can't just 'ey alone, what if she wakes up?)
We'll be right
Well I will be in the trunk

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So long, you did me so wrong
I want to go on
Living in world without you

You really me Kim
You really did a on me
knew me cheating on you would come back to haunt me
But we was then Kim, I was only eighteen
That was ago
I we wiped the slate clean
That's up!
(I you!)
Oh God my brain is
(I you!)
What are you
Change the station I this song!
Does this look a big joke?
(No!)
There's a four year old boy dead with a slit throat
In your room, ha-ha
you think I'm kiddin' you?
You loved him you?
(No!)
you bitch don't fucking lie to me
What the fuck's this problem on the side of me?
Fuck you asshole, yeah me
Kim, Kim!
Why you like me?
You I'm ugly don't you
(It's not that!)
No you I'm ugly
(Baby)
Get the away from me, don't touch me
I hate you! I you!
I to god I hate you
Oh my God I you
How the fuck you do this to me?
(Sorry!)
How the fuck could you do to me?

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on get out
(I I'm scared)
I get out bitch!
(Let go of my hair, please do this baby)
(Please I love you, look we can just take and leave)
Fuck you, you did to us
You did it, it's fault
Oh my God I'm up
Get a Marshall
Hey the time we went to Brian's party?
And you were like so drunk you threw up all over Archie
That was wasn't it?
(Yes!)
was funny wasn't it?
(Yes!)
See it all sense, doesn't it?
You and your husband a fight
One of you tries to grab a
And during the struggle he gets his Adams apple sliced
(No!)
And while is goin' on
His son just woke up and he walks in
She panics and he his throat cut
(Oh my God!)
So now they both dead and you slash your own
So now it's double homicide and with no note
I have known better when you started to act weird
We could've, hey! you going? get back here!
You run from me Kim
It's us, nobody else!
You're making this harder on yourself
Ha! ha! got you!
(Ah!)
Ha! go yell!
Here I'll with you!
Ah help!
Don't you get it bitch, no one can you?
Now the fuck up and get what's comin' to you
You supposed to love me
Now bleed! bleed!
Bleed! bleed! bleed!