Luyện nghe bài hát Cambodia

Are you baby?
Are you
get the fuck up

Let me hear noise
Theres definitely not enough people on the fucking
definitely not enough people on the fucking floor
You come on get up, woo ha

Wait just a
I see your mouth
But I dont hear a word you say
Mish

Up and bring my psycho
My ways up and down the Dow Jones
I bring these
I exaggerate

it real and only speak about the shit I hate
Dont hate, you people the tudes, the attitudes
the attitude
And I wouldnt be mad at you

But if your fighting, dont be
Kid, Im sorta what your stealing
Your room style needs some healing
out by my flow, Im glad you know

Behind this punk I got the fattest fucking live
You feel the tension the eye balls in your
You apprehend, Ill be rock it, you cant stop it
You the ways we be living it

You need it your demo punk
Inspected then who survives at the end of the day
When to air play
Huh, Im keep it all on the ground

I need you help
Get up
Woo ha

What do you about this punk!?
hot, whos not?

Wait just a minute I see mouth moving
But I dont hear a word you say
Hand grenades describes the impaction
Leaving no

You it back what was you doing back in 82
No need for entrust, just the thought for mental call out
helter-skelter the J, Ill bet ya the deal will upset ya
But Im an easy rider Im henry Fonda

The king pin Bizkit that be on ya
The highways my path you cant stop the unexpected
So check your road block, old black keep on rolling
'Cause this mic is mine and Ill keep on on you

Do you it?
get up, get up
Woo ha

What do you know this punk!?
Whos hot, whos