Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ya Wicked On

I punch in their fake titties, he does
I got warrants in like cities, he does
I to murder those provokin', he does
I swing quick and leave a throat hangin' open

I drink the of a street rat, he does
Yo, Boogie,where tha weed at?
I got eighteen plus
With a plus two from the Tomb of Horrors, D and D

We cave in wit a brick, we do
We fuck hotties with tha dick, we do
We eat power and generators, we do
One time we shut Detroit City off for like eleven

We the believe that, we do
Stevie Wonder-Bra can see that, he do
We'll rip head off and swing it by the hair
Until we get blood everywhere, getcha wicked on

We know you hate who we are but even in
A wicked clown get their wicked on
JD the Weed Man the Juggalo Crip Walk

We know you who we are but even in Shangri-la
A wicked clown get their wicked on

I'll drive a tank your high school, he does
I let the Carnival rule, he does
I get sick a crime story, he does
this tha Southwest Side ghetto territory

I can a fist with your neck in it, he can
I need my every twenty minutes, he does
I store dead bodies all up my house
And every night I 'em runnin' their mouth, they gettin' wicked on me

Day on my black hearse, we do
love Juggalos first, they do
Red and skullcaps everywhere
With tha fresh face paint and the Twiztid

We peace at the graveyard, we do
Me and the Wraith sit and cards, we do
So move out of the way and get out of my
Or we'll saw your head in half,