Luyện nghe bài hát 85 Bucks an Hour

Chillin' at the
at the studio, 85 bucks an hour
So hurry up and a beat Mike, come on

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
"Yo dawg, I'm Dave, I give a fuck"
I did a deal, I signed a contract
for Island I can only rap
But fuck that, with Twiztid still spit
Even I got a cold and I sound like shit
the fuck was that?
Fuck it, leave it in, that was phat

You heard this beat 80 times and still freak it
And if you notice my shit even rhyme
Look at that, I ain't got a rap and it's still phat
My went gold, I got fat knots
And you're still flyering parking
You might say my are up too loud
So turn 'em up louder and I'll piss you off
Psychopathic Records are geniuses, get off on
comes the chorus, but I got no hook
Instead I'll just fuck with the

Yeah, uh Harry please?
Who is
Uh, Harry, hey, this is Anus down at the cannery uh
Dick left a bulletin, something about uh
Tou filling in his tonight down at the uh garage
We got a casement of fudge, we need as many
That we can get uh, uh

My name is Jamie and I got fat balls
I'm always urinating in the halls
I got a big head that fits a hat
So you seen me wearin' a damn thing green bitch
I'm far from rich, I got a
With a smash in the and in the back too
I got a broken and I'll smash you, bitch
Get outta my way, we got luv
Phat to the lyrical Tom Dub

It's the M O N O and I even spell the rest
It takes too long and I need a fuckin'
I hear, my right ear's mad wack
So shut the fuck up and listen or get an ass
I slap hoes and call them bitches to their
And scream, "Now off bitch, Twiztid in the place"
So back up, recognize and check
'Cuz simply my dear, I don't a fuck

Yo, this Mo Styles in dis peace, up son?

Yeah, up son
I'm lookin' for this deal, you know I'm sayin'
I got raps to for y'all
Y'all ready for Mo
I'm about to kick flow

You ready for this shit or
Who is
life son
I'm Mo
I'm straight the hood
I got all my on 1-800-increase-y'all
We hard
(Bring it, bring it, it)

My name's 2 Dope and sometimes
Sometimes Shaggs and some times
I get mad stupid, I mad ill
Locked down on all 5, it, I do this still
my nuts back like a sling shot
I 'em in your mouth
my hips like Elvis, wiggling my pelvis
Last kid that stepped, I the camel clutch
And stretched his back a muthafuckin' bungie jump

(Uh, uh, uh)

I'm J back to make you smile more
I let my nutsack drag on the tile
I free styles for miles, my gold comes in piles
I worked on Isle
I picked up deer and now I spit raps
I snap your neck 'cuz my styles are fresh