Luyện nghe bài hát $85 Bucks An Hour

(Violent J)
at the studio...
Chillin at the studio, 85 bucks an hour so hurry up and a
Mike. Come on!
(Music starts)

Uh, Uh, Uh
I'm Violent J but my homies me Shithead
But that's my homies, to you I'm Violent J
I put my boys on a track even they suck

(Dave)
Yo dawg, I'm Dave and I give a fuck

(Violent J)
I did a deal, I signed a contract
Technically, for Island I can rap
Well fuck that, with Twiztid I'ma still
Even though I got a and I sound like shit
What the was that? Fuck it, leave it in, that shit is phat
You heard this beat eighty times I'ma still it
And if you notice, my don't even rhyme...
at that. I ain't even got a rap and it's still phat
My went gold, I got fat knots
And you're flyer'in parking lots
You might say my vocals are up too
So I'ma turn 'em up to piss you off!
Psycopathic are geniuses, get off our penises
Here comes the chorus, but I got no
Instead I'll just fuck the phone book

(Music cuts. rings, a guy picks up)

(Slim Anus)
Yeah uh, Harry Please?

(Guy)
Who is

(Slim Anus)
Uh Harry, hey this is Slim down at the cannery,
uh, Dick left a bulletin, something about, uh,
you filling in his slot tonight at the, uh, garage.
We got a casement of fudge. We need as many as we
can get, uh uh Sacks.

(Guy)
...Hello?

(Music Starts)
Uh Uh

(Jamie Maddrox)
My name is Jamie Maddrox and I got fat
I'm always urinating in the halls
I got a big that never fits a hat
So you ain't see me wearing a damn green bitch
I'm far from rich, I hoopty
a smash in the fender, and in the back too
I a broken tail light and I'll smash you
Bitch, get outta my way. We got love
Fat props to the Tom Dove

(Monoxide Child)
It's the M-O-N-O, and I can't even the rest
It takes too long and I a fuckin' cigarette
I hear, my right ear's mad wack
So shut the fuck up and listen or get an ass
I slap and call them bitches to thier face
And scream "Now off bitch, Twiztid in the place"
So back up, and check nuts
'Cause simply my dear, I don't a fuck!

(Music cuts. Phone rings, a guy up)

(Mo' Styles)
Yo, this is Mo' Styles in this piece, what's up

(Guy)

(Mo' Styles)
Yeah, what's up son? I'm lookin' fo deal,
you know I'm sayin'? I
got raps to bust fo y'all. ready fo Mo' Styles?
I'm 'bout to this flow, y'all ready fo this shit or what?

(Guy)
this?

(Mo' Styles)
Word up son. I'm Mo' Styles, I'm straight the hood.
I got all my peoples on Crenshaw. We comin' hard.

(Music Starts)
Bring it, it, bring it

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
My names 2 Dope, and sometimes
Shags, and sometimes Greedy
I get mad stupid, I mad ill
Locked down in all five, it, I do this still
Stretch my back like a slingshot and plant 'em in your mouth
Shake my like Elvis, wiggling my pelvis
kid that stepped,
I applied a Camel Clutch and his back like
motherfuckin' bungee
WAAAAAAH!

(Music to Violent J)
I'm Violent J back to you smile more
I let my nutsack drag on the tile
I kick styles, for miles
My gold comes in piles, I worked on Isle...
I up deer shit, and now I spit raps...
I snap neck...
my freestyles are fresh...

(Door Opens, closes)