Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Your Guts

I got the call mornin', oh no
Sometime 9 a.m.
I felt down and out, for dead
Lost without a

Now how you live with
Child, I just don't
But as far as I'm concerned I think ya really
You're and you really blow

I hate your
Oh, I wish you was dead
I hate guts
You're damn right what I said

I your guts
And I wish you was dead
dig the holy myself
But I'd rather run ya over with my instead

Your first name be ass
last name should be wipe
Believe me when I say
See been shit on more than twice

Well, it's funny how it
And don't just seems to end
Just when ya ya had enough
They'll bend ya over and ya once again

Say I hate guts
And I'm wishing you were
Yeah, I'll be hating guts
You're damn right what I said

I your guts
I'm wishing you was
dig the hole myself
But I'd rather run ya over with my truck
And of that engine

mine is mine, what's yours is mine
And that's the way gonna be
If ya got a problem that ya little bastard
Don't ya around to me

Now I've been this now for quite a many day
I'll rip off nuts
And them down your throat
And off on my merry way

hungry and greedy
Oh child, you're downright wrong
You see you pissed me off so times
I had to write this song

Everyone's got their
And don't I know you sure got
But you make child
And you make it seem like a breakin' chore

I your guts
I wish you was dead
I your guts
You got clean idea
You're damn right that's I said

I hate guts
I'm wishing you was
I'd dig the hole
But I'd rather run ya with my truck instead