Luyện nghe bài hát Is That You?

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

I Faygo, it's 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, in your window

Shimmy up the house dash
Now I'm gonna press my nuts on the
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 slut
'Cuz I'm a buy ya lava to wash your butt
What's this shit about?

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

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that
Yeah, let me tell ya 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 a bitch who got grits
Kid Rock, Kid Rock probably eat that shit
Boohoo motherfucker cry for?
I'm that that your bitch would die for

The whore showed up at my front
So I fucked her in the ass and I threw her out the 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 so get your ass on the Centaur
Hoe, this ain't no taxi I be mackin' hoes, they mack me
Never slacking, I be macking
Kid Rock, Kid Rock slacking, hoes I be macking

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

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

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

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

And your wife's all worked up for
She act like she ain't never seen a or something
'Cuz it don't matter, I'm a show my nuts to innocent bystander
Every fucking day 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 that
I said, It was motherfucker

dipping in the pool, you know, I drown hoes
Fuck them doggie style and play that ass a bongo
Hit it, hit, it
Hitting home rums and wimp, ho

Smoke my dick like 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 pull it out for a joke

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