Luyện nghe bài hát $85 Bucks An Hour

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

Uh, Uh, Uh
I'm Violent J but my homies me Shithead
But my homies, to you I'm Violent J bitch
I put my boys on a track even though 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 Island I can rap
Well that, with Twiztid I'ma still spit
Even though I got a and I sound like shit
What the fuck was that? Fuck it, 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 gold, I got fat knots
And you're still parking lots
You say my vocals are up too loud
So turn 'em up louder to piss you off!
Psycopathic records are geniuses, get off our
Here 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, Harry Please?

(Guy)
Who is

(Slim Anus)
Uh Harry, hey is Slim Anus down at the cannery,
uh, Dick Shooter a bulletin, something about, uh,
you filling in his tonight down 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 Maddrox and I got fat
I'm always urinating in the halls
I got a big head that fits a hat
So you ain't see me wearing a damn green bitch
I'm far rich, I gotta hoopty
With a smash in the fender, and in the too
I gotta a broken light and I'll smash you
Bitch, get outta my way. We got love
Fat props to the lyrical Tom

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

(Music cuts. rings, a guy picks up)

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

(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. Y'all ready fo Mo'
I'm 'bout to kick this flow, y'all fo this shit or what?

(Guy)
this?

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

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

(Door Opens, closes)