Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Your Guts

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

Now how you live yourself
Child, I just know
But as far as I'm I think ya really suck
You're rotten and you really

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

I your guts
And I that you was dead
Gonna dig the holy
But I'd rather run ya over my truck instead

Your first should be ass
Your name should be wipe
me when I say this
See I've shit on more than twice

Well, it's funny how it
And don't seems to never end
when ya think ya had enough
They'll bend ya over and fuck ya again

Say I hate guts
And I'm you were dead
Yeah, I'll be hating your
You're right that's what I said

I hate your
I'm wishing you was
Gonna dig the myself
But I'd rather run ya over with my truck
And start of that

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

Now I've doin' this now for quite a many day
I'll rip off nuts
And shove them down throat
And head off on my way

Money hungry and
Oh child, just downright wrong
You see you pissed me off so many
I just had to this song

Everyone's got their
And I know you sure got yours
But you livin' child
And you make it seem like a back breakin'

I hate guts
I wish that you was
I hate your
You ain't got idea
damn right that's what I said

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