Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Your Guts

I got the Monday mornin', I don't know
Sometime 9 a.m.
I felt and out, left for dead
Lost without a

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

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

I your guts
And I wish that you was
Gonna dig the myself
But I'd rather run ya over with my truck

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

Well, it's how it works
And don't seems to never end
Just ya think ya had enough
bend ya over and fuck ya once again

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

I hate guts
I'm you was dead
Gonna dig the hole
But I'd run ya over with my truck instead
And start up that

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

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

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

Everyone's got their
And darlin', I you sure got yours
But you make child
Damn you make it seem like a back chore

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

I hate your
I'm you was dead
I'd dig the myself
But I'd run ya over with my truck instead