Luyện nghe bài hát Clock The Hammer

I'm a hawk, huntin' for a chicken
Get paranoid when you hear my Glock
Speakin' to the victim
With the styles I hit you like Deacon

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

But I get stoned with a little from my friends
the gubla, then I passed it round back to me again
I can you famous like Amos
Same as the last punk, when I stuck the gatt up his

me growl grrra, howl
I got the night just like the wise old owl
I'm comin' ta ya, yeah homes I'll wet ya
them bones under my home and

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

my weapon, step into a whole new realm
And back as I take up the helm
On the pirate I'm steerin'
into gear and just realize what you're hearin'

The soundin'
That's my surroundin'
As my comes pounding
It's the captain,
Whole lotta with the loc'ed out Latin

Bust
You're a red beard with a
duck quick 'cause ya might get dusted
Your gatt looks rusted,
Oh look away, look boy as I rush it

Yes, I know that you withstand it
Watch that ass punk I'll brand it
With a steel-toe, how you now
When my boot stuck in that ass like a

Cry on a pillow, weeper that's
The Hill got the skill for the static Brillo

Hmmm, what you talkin' `bout
room as I light up the boom
Cock the hammer, wave the banner
Ever heard a glock go click like a

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

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