Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Yo Bidness

Rude boy sittin' on 23's
Clown love to Chicage
We like Blaze
My homie, and yours?
We dead, we No wait a minute
We don't die, we die, we dead

I like bloody murder music
You know like stab your fuckin' eye
Maybe I like eatin' shit like Tylenol
'Cuz 5 or get you high, oh

Maybe I punchin' people I don't even know
I 'em flat up fuckin' out
Tuck some money in they jacket with a
That reads, I had to let some anger out

Maybe I hang with weirdos, and hoodlums
And junkies, I 'em by my side
Maybe mama doesn't a friend
Is hard to come by, so I keep I can find

I got two felonies, tattoos on my neck
And I paint my face
Can I still your daughter? I mean, I think
I outta, I like the way she

yo bidness, how I act
Ain't yo bidness, don't get
yo concern, what we do
Less you yo, face slapped too

yo bidness, how I act
Ain't yo bidness, get slapped
yo concern, what we do
Less you want yo, slapped too

Maybe I don't' even like you, but I gotta
'Cuz your a record label guy, fucker
What if I dragged you by the hair the street
And your ass, put a boot up in your eye, bitch

Maybe I would rather a Missy Elliot
Before a Braxton
Maybe I would rather a Macy Gray
Before a Jackson

Maybe I have no self esteem
So I like to pick on everybody
Maybe when I was a boy, underneath my
I had and welts, oh, it's okay

I was hungry, bottom barrel poor
And my mom was sick
Maybe I'm lyin', I'm just tryna an excuse
To be a dick, I'm a dick,

Maybe I'm upset that you left me, I'll myself
above your bed, you should try suicide
From the ceiling fan, so I'll be
When you walk in, I kick you in the head

Maybe I got seven therapists, I been
But my he got me free, double A y'all
Eighteen pills a day, I get so and high
Sometimes I can't even see, I gotta sit

yo bidness, how I act
Ain't yo bidness, get slapped
yo concern, what we do
Less you want yo, slapped too

yo bidness, how I act
Ain't yo bidness, get slapped
Ain't yo concern, we do
Less you yo, face slapped too

the Boogie Man, running with the fuckin' hatchet
Violent J the Juggalo, and
The southwest allegedly
known as the soopa villains

Super flex, jet sex
The man bustin' the Bazooka necks, get wet
The soopa villains super checks
The Juggalo in me will the bank and you super necks

It's the Juggle Juggalo thuggalin' thuggalo
Scrub ninja facko
My axe I keep with me, with
I creep with, sever skulls and with

The southwest strangler super
Some bitch through the window, super stretch
Now, I wonder I shoot you next
With the super soaker, get you wet

Juggaloly, I'm a soopa
I'm my swords and I'm all up on the ceiling
I'm a ninja, throw drop kicks, chop necks Sabu
Stab you, have at you

Soopa villains, makin' a hero killin'
ya feelins'
Ready and willin' any day I could
Insane like Mojo Jo Jo

Citizens talk to the FBI
'Cuz that with the shank to ya neck be I
I'm to bag the diamonds, snag in
I love Batman, but a faggot