Luyện nghe bài hát Cambodia

Are you baby?
Are you
get the fuck up

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

Wait just a
I see your moving
But I dont a word that you say
mosh

Up and my psycho highways
My ways up and like the Dow Jones
I bring microphones
I exaggerate

Keep it real and only about the shit I hate
hate, you people just the tudes, the attitudes
Lose the
And I wouldnt be mad at you

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

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

You need it your tape punk
then ejected who survives at the end of the day
When to much air
Huh, Im gonna keep it all on the

I need you help
Get up
Woo ha

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

Wait just a I see your mouth moving
But I hear a word that you say
grenades best describes the impaction
Leaving no

You take it back what was you doing in 82
No need for entrust, just the thought for mental call out
Shelter helter-skelter the J, Ill bet ya the deal upset ya
But Im an easy like 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 water on rolling
this mic is mine and Ill keep on shinning on you

Do you it?
get up, get up
Woo ha

What do you know about punk!?
Whos hot, not?