Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Your Guts

I got the call mornin', I don't know
around 9 a.m.
I felt down and out, for dead
Lost without a

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

I hate guts
Oh, I that you was dead
I hate your
damn right that's what I said

I hate your
And I that you was dead
Gonna dig the hole
But I'd rather run ya over with my truck

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

Well, it's how it works
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, be hating your guts
You're damn right that's I said

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

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

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

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

got their problems
And darlin', I know you sure got
But you make child
Damn you make it seem like a breakin' chore

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

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