Luyện nghe bài hát Clock The Hammer

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

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

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

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

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

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

The cannon's
That's my companions
As my crew comes
It's the captain,
Whole lotta with the loc'ed out Latin

Bust
You're a red beard a musket
Better duck 'cause ya might get dusted
Your gatt rusted, disgusted
Oh look away, look away boy as I it

Yes, I know you can't withstand it
Watch that ass 'cause punk I'll 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 for the static like Brillo

Hmmm, what you talkin' punk
Gimme as I light up the boom
the hammer, wave the white banner
Ever heard a glock go like a camera?

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

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