Luyện nghe bài hát Is That You?

Violent J, J, is that you?
I'm on the microphone, so wanna do?
Violent J, J, is that you?
A wicked, wicked painted just for you

I drink Faygo, only a buck-ten
I'm a pour it on tits when we fucking
'Cuz I'm with that shit, hoe
I can see you butt, naked in your

Shimmy up the house dash
Now I'm gonna my nuts on the glass
Let me in, hoe, ya know
I'm J of the ICP, yo, I got me a checklins cashing

If I could spend it the hoes I'm crashing
But get all geek slut
'Cuz I'm a buy ya some lava to wash butt
What's this clown about?

A to your neck
And throat's hanging out
a do-me-ray
Now it's time I say

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is you?
Yeah, let me tell ya what I do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is you?
Yo, Nate, Yo, woo hoo

Frontin', they frontin', frontin'
Violent, J is gonna tell ya something

If ya a bitch who got grits
Kid Rock, Kid Rock will probably eat shit
Boohoo motherfucker what'cha cry
I'm that nigga that your would die for

The whore showed up at my front
So I her in the ass and I threw her out the back door
The bitch thought it was a cake
She said, Drive me to the city, so I dropped her off at

You me home, well, I meant ta
But plans have changed so get ass on the Centaur
Hoe, this ain't no taxi I be hoes, they don't mack me
Never slacking, I be macking
Kid Rock, Kid never slacking, hoes I be macking

Violent J ghetto hard street shit
The funk, the from the old days
Violent J serving ghetto street shit
The funk the old days

Well, I'm up for the shot in a
Show me a valley, I might in it
Like somebody else I know, I been to Plen
As been to Romeo, meo, meo

Wicked clowns gonna for ya son
for the treble, eight for the drum
Five for the homies I run with
Bitch call your mother 'cause you're with

Toe tip-toe, I snuck in house
And fell asleep butt-naked on the front
So, excuse me, pops, I'm
So ya shut the fuck up with that yapping?

And your wife's all worked up for
She act like she ain't never seen a wang or
it really don't matter, I'm a show my nuts to innocent bystander
Every day 'cuz it's about time I say

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that
Yeah, let me tell you I wanna do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is you?
I just said, It was

dipping in the pool, you know, I drown hoes
Fuck them style and play that ass like a bongo
Hit it, hit, it
Hitting home and never wimp, ho

Smoke my like it's a big spliff
This a blooper and I'm no joker
But I can shoot a nut 50 foot like a super
But I won't pull it out for a cheap

Instead I play John Holmes in a sequel to throat
Taste the nut in mouth, just to school ya
But ho, don't let the smooth taste ya
let the smooth taste fool ya