Luyện nghe bài hát Free Studio - The Entire Hatchet Family

(Violent J)
You guys
Alright, I'm with the freestyle up in the free studio
Pod, Uhh
I split your whole forehead open Rude Boy style
I keep it and funky
Like a laundry pile
I can rhyme, I can rap, I can sing, I can
I can dance, you see me right now, but you can't
I turn heads like an explosion I hit the door.
I put Zach in a figure four
in front of the store
I can get pimply like pillow talk with love
Anyway that I can get up in that ass a thong
I it on

(Esham)
Bitch, I'm back when you I was gone
I'm sipping of syrup straight to the dome
I'm all up in your home, you all
zone,
ET phone
Don't up the chrome,
no pick up the chrome
When she up the phone
the back of her blown
No screams, no
Not a mortician, make sure your head gets on
Now you're dead on gone

(Anybody Killa)
Listen up, pay attention this shits still in my head
Psychopathic
Representing and red
fingers at my enemies
Native get these
ass bustas acting hard, bitch please
Have you ever the sound
Of a meat cleaver
in a handbag, hoe church singing
Stare up at the hoe
Look at all the
That's you run
you see some killers in sight

(Monoxide Child)
They call me to the E
And it really don't matter what you of me
I'm up in this bitch for
with family
And all I thinking is
I hope somebody a bag of weed
I like them flavored wraps
Or a white owl
But here, I'm in a
So just pack a for now
It's still a hatchet
Ain't change
But my bracket
If you can't deal with that
(Come and see the red and black)

(Jumpsteady)
As the cold night round
We be creeping a sound
With who are bound
As the steering wheel turns
Our ghost car drifting in and out the lights
Wizards in the back who the craft of street fights
be bobbing
As smoke is floating window cracks
A nightmare Cadillac with reflected off our gats
Demons reason
Or the we once knew
is like the sweetest joy
Bringing of de ja vu

(Blaze Ya Homie)
I ain't no joke and no this Rakim or Eric B
the B-L-A-Z-E
Microphone and weed
Down Nicotine
And my M-O-N-O
you with Cellophane
And I cut the head off the
Unstoppable, got shine like J
Nobody in the way
You watch what you say
it fat and hard to kidnap like Madrox
And strangle quick as Shaggy 2 Dope
Up on the

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
My name is Joey
It ain't no Joseph fucking
off
Before find your head in a dumpster
I'm cruising down 7 Mile dirty as
I got some fucking
And bombs in the truck
I shot the
And I even know who that is
I'm tighter a 2 door Escort
Packed with 7 fat
So tell momma to fuck off
And I'm to dinner
You've got a hot in the D
I had my dick up in her

(Jamie Madrox)
Ooooh, free is like my word
next to food
Freaks and flowing on the
Bitch, I bring the
and cryptic, linguistics of TWIZTID!
2 to the O 4
And I'm still with for the hatchet
In the free
With panty hose on the mic
40 bottles
rolling the light green
Light the up
So we can the cut up
And dub my to cassette
Even if I up
It's just the free

(Syn)
got some pussy
(I got dick for that)
Ride with us
(And you ain't back
Why don't you just take a at my hatchet)
Here the train, try and catch it
(What, I know planet can't match it)
I your booty and I smack it
my name is Syn
(and all I do
So you)

STUDIO
FREE

(Rude Boy)
That's it's a fucking free studio
It's the Pod
The studio we own
Psychopathic,
That's right, this the Rude Boy here
Coming to you Southwest
All the way to the East
city is ours
up!