Luyện nghe bài hát Is That You?

Violent J, Violent J, is that
I'm on the microphone, so what'cha do?
Violent J, J, is that you?
A wicked, wicked clown painted for you

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

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

If I spend it with the hoes I'm crashing
But don't get all slut
'Cuz I'm a buy ya lava to wash your butt
What's this shit about?

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

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that
Yeah, let me ya what I wanna do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that
Yo, Nate, Yo, woo hoo

Frontin', they frontin', everybody's
Violent, Violent J is gonna ya something

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

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

You driving me home, well, I ta
But plans have changed so get your ass on the
Hoe, this ain't no taxi I be hoes, they don't mack me
slacking, hoes I be macking
Kid Rock, Kid Rock slacking, hoes I be macking

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

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

clowns gonna flow for ya son
Three for the treble, for the drum
for the homies that I run with
Bitch your mother 'cause you're done with

Toe tip-toe, I snuck in your
And fell asleep on the front couch
So, me, pops, I'm napping
So ya shut the fuck up with that yapping?

And your wife's all worked up for
She act like she ain't seen a wang or something
'Cuz it don't matter, I'm a show my nuts to innocent bystander
fucking day 'cuz it's about time I say

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

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

Smoke my like it's a big spliff
This ain't a and I'm no joker
But I can a nut 50 foot like a super soaker
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 taste fool ya
Don't let the smooth taste ya