Luyện nghe bài hát Hate Your Guts

I got the call Monday mornin', I know
Sometime 9 a.m.
I down and out, left for dead
without a friend

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

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

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

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

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

Say I hate guts
And I'm wishing you were
Yeah, I'll be hating your
You're damn right that's 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 start up engine

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 come to me

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

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

got their problems
And darlin', I know you got yours
But you make livin'
Damn you make it seem like a back breakin'

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