Luyện nghe bài hát House And The Rising Sun

I rock the ill shit, ya I kill shit
And then I shit, get off my dills nit
'Cause I don't play that, my goes way back
I kick my shit one time, dude, fuck the
I go off my head, you know I shave my
And ya don't quit, I say you don't

'Cause I'm the son, ya get well done
Just like a steak, gimme a like Nel Carter
tarter on your teeth, homeboy ya got beef
Well ya get broke, because my crew's no joke
The House Of Pain is kickin' up dirt and if inside the jam
Ya we're liftin' up skirts, grabbin' on the snatch
Feelin' on the skin, I'm on your door honey let me in
'Cause I'm down with the freak mo
I'm at my peak, young lady

nobody cooler than my man Son Doobie
Don't ya fuck around, smack your knuckles with a ruler
Just like a nun a catholic school
I'll ya drool, and play the fool
Snatch ya by the ears, smack ya up a queer
Take a puff off my blunt and then sip my
the mean style, leave bodies in a pile
Everlast is my name, I'm the House Of Pain
You that I never play the punk role
'Cause I'm a white Irish man a funk soul

what it is y'all
That's what it is, what it is
what it is y'all
That's what it is, what it is

That's it is y'all
That's it is, that's what it is
what it is y'all
That's what it is, that's it is

Smooth like Beretta, than the Jedi
You're like a feather, you little bed wetter
Baby, baby, I heard you the rabies
Bitin' on my shit, I to say hay bee
Son will be until tomorrow
'Cause I've got the right one, like Ray
Follow, swallow, the funky pass the
'Cause I get recked like if I crashed my

I'll play it, I'll win it, I've it, I did it
Some say I'm but right at this minute
freak it, I'll funk it and like a country bumpkin
From Albuquerque gonna carve the turkey
Ready, serve, like Merv
Griffin, sniffin' panties, I'm a

The Dooby funk fellow, smooth like a
Some say mellow, like a dello
The freakin' speakin' freaks it every weekend
'Cause I'll be trick or I used to drive a Lincoln
Drivin', speedin', hey Rid, I'm
I make more money than kid Alex Keaton

That's what it is
That's it is, that's what it is
what it is y'all
That's what it is, what it is

what it is y'all
That's it is, that's what it is
That's what it is
That's it is, that's what it is

I rip flesh, yes y'all, run for the hall
And get grub while I'm rhymin' on your dub
Gettin' play at the club, I step to the pub
And a brew, what the fuck ya gonna do?

I rip shit, it, cut your gut and spill it
Treat ya a gas tank, take your ass and fill it
And take ya for a to where I reside
Put your face in my pillow, and have ya weepin' like a
I tax that but, wax ass
Floss a nut in your teeth, wait for you to beef

That's what it is
That's what it is, what it is
what it is y'all
That's what it is, what it is

That's what it is
what it is, that's what it is
That's what it is
That's what it is, that's it is

what it is y'all
That's it is, that's what it is
That's it is y'all
That's what it is, what it is

That's it is y'all
That's it is, that's what it is
That's it is y'all
what it is