Luyện nghe bài hát $85 Bucks An Hour

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

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

(Dave)
Yo dawg, I'm Dave and I don't give a

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

(Music cuts. rings, a guy picks up)

(Slim Anus)
Yeah uh, Sacks 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 of fudge. We need as many packers as we
can get, uh uh Sacks.

(Guy)
...Hello?

(Music Starts)
Uh Uh

(Jamie Maddrox)
My name is Jamie and I got fat balls
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 thing bitch
I'm far rich, I gotta hoopty
With a smash in the fender, and in the too
I gotta a tail light and I'll smash you
Bitch, get my way. We got clown love
Fat props to the lyrical Tom

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

(Music cuts. Phone rings, a guy up)

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

(Guy)

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

(Guy)
Who's

(Mo' Styles)
Word up son. I'm Mo' Styles, I'm from the hood.
I got all my peoples on 1-800 Crenshaw. We hard.

(Music Starts)
Bring it, bring it, it

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

(Music to Violent J)
I'm Violent J back to make you smile
I let my nutsack on the tile floor
I kick free styles, for
My gold in piles, I worked on Bell Isle...
I picked up deer shit, and now I raps...
I snap neck...
'Cause my are fresh...

(Door Opens, closes)