Luyện nghe bài hát Clock The Hammer

I'm a hawk, huntin' for a chicken
Get when you hear my Glock clickin'
Speakin' to the victim
the bitch-ass styles I hit you like Deacon

Jones house, cough without the
I rolled ya up and you like bones
Split the and grow you like clones
Don't start-me-up, I'm not the Rolling Stones

But I get stoned with a little help my friends
With the gubla, then I passed it round to me again
I can make you famous Amos
Same as the last punk, I stuck the gatt up his anus

Hear me growl grrra,
I got the night vision like the wise old owl
I'm comin' ta fetch ya, yeah homes wet ya
Bury them bones my home and

the hammer
Cock the hammer, it's for action
Cock the
Cock the hammer, time for action

Take my weapon, step into a new realm
And step back as I take up the
On the ship I'm steerin'
Jump into gear and just realize what hearin'

The soundin'
That's my companions
As my crew comes
the captain, Afro-America
Whole lotta with the loc'ed out Latin

that
You're a red beard a musket
Better duck quick 'cause ya might get
gatt looks rusted, disgusted
Oh look away, look boy as I rush it

Yes, I know that you can't it
Watch that ass 'cause punk brand it
With a steel-toe, how you now
When my boot in that ass like a dildo

Cry on a pillow, weeper willow
The Hill got the skill for the static like

Hmmm, what you `bout punk
Gimme room as I up the boom
Cock the hammer, the white banner
Ever heard a go click like a camera?

the hammer
Cock the hammer, time for action
Cock the
Cock the hammer, it's time for

the hammer
Cock the hammer, it's time for
Cock the
Cock the hammer, it's time for