Luyện nghe bài hát Is That You?

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

I Faygo, it's only a buck-ten
I'm a it on your tits when we fucking
'Cuz I'm with kinky shit, hoe
I can see you butt, in your window

Shimmy up the house side
Now I'm gonna my nuts on the glass
Let me in, hoe, don't ya
I'm J of the ICP, yo, I got me a checklins cashing

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

A knife to neck
And your hanging out
a do-me-ray
Now about time I say

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

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

If ya know a who got grits
Kid Rock, Kid will probably eat that shit
Boohoo motherfucker cry for?
I'm that nigga your bitch 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 driving me home, well, I ta
But plans have so get your ass on the Centaur
Hoe, ain't no taxi I be mackin' hoes, they don't mack me
Never slacking, I be macking
Kid Rock, Kid Rock never slacking, I be macking

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

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

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

Toe tip-toe, I in your house
And asleep butt-naked on the front couch
So, me, pops, I'm napping
So could ya shut the up with that yapping?

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

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

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

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

Instead I play John Holmes in a sequel to throat
Taste the nut in your mouth, to school ya
But ho, let the smooth taste fool ya
let the smooth taste fool ya