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
beat Mike. 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 even though they suck

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

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

(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 left a bulletin, something about, uh,
you filling in his tonight down 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 and I got fat balls
I'm urinating in the motel halls
I got a big head that never a hat
So you see me wearing a damn thing green bitch
I'm far from rich, I hoopty
With a smash in the fender, and in the too
I gotta a tail light and I'll smash you
Bitch, get outta my way. We got clown
Fat to the lyrical Tom Dove

(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 right mad wack
So shut the up and listen or get an ass kickin'
I slap and call them bitches to thier face
And "Now fuck off bitch, Twiztid in the place"
So back up, recognize and 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, up son?

(Guy)

(Mo' Styles)
Yeah, what's up son? I'm fo this 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 ready fo shit or what?

(Guy)
Who's

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

(Music Starts)
Bring it, it, bring it

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

(Music Cuts to J)
I'm J back to make you smile more
I let my nutsack drag on the floor
I free styles, for miles
My gold comes in piles, I on Bell Isle...
I picked up shit, and now I spit raps...
I your neck...
'Cause my are fresh...

(Door Opens, closes)