Luyện nghe bài hát Friday

That's right, that's all you do, sit in front of the TV
Hey, don't break my balls, shut up
You're not help!
I gotta deal with your kids and that son of yours
I hard all day and I gotta deal with your shit
What do you fuckin' think you're doing, are you doing?
How do you that?
What do you think you're
How do you that?
You fucking animal, I told you to shut the up
Don't you ruin my kitchen, I'm sick of this, I want out, I out
Get the fuck outta
I can't stand this, you and lousy fucking kids
Hey, how do you like that you
Don't you destroy my
Hey, I'll your world
Fuck you, you piece of shit, I'm gettin' outta you pig
Yeah, get here, you
You and your loser son, I'm outta here
I'm not dealing with nothing anymore, you of shit
I get no in this house
I want out, I out
Get outta here, get outta
I take this anymore
Shut the fuck up, shut the up, bitch

I want you outta here, this minute
I use the bathroom, whatta you doin' in there?
You through my makeup?
It's my bathroom, I use it
Don't my tampons, it's my bathroom
I work hard to it clean, I can use it whenever I want
It's my

Oh my God, oh Christ
No, oh, oh my God