Luyện nghe bài hát Clock The Hammer

I'm a chicken hawk, for a chicken
Get paranoid you hear my Glock clickin'
to the punk-ass victim
With the styles I hit you like Deacon

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

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

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

Cock the
Cock the hammer, time for action
Cock the
Cock the hammer, time for action

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

The cannon's
my companions surroundin'
As my comes pounding
the captain, Afro-America
Whole lotta gattin' with the out Latin

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

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

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

Hmmm, what you `bout punk
Gimme as I light up the boom
Cock the hammer, wave the white
Ever heard a glock go click like a

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