Luyện nghe bài hát Is That You?

By ICP & Kid

Violent J, J, is that you?
I'm on the microphone, so what'cha do?
Violent J, Violent J, is that
A wicked, clown, just for you
I drink Faygo it's a buck-ten
I'm a it on your tits when we fucking
'cause I'm with that shit, ho
I can see you butt-naked in window
up the house side dash
Knock and I press my on the glass
Let me in, ho, ya know
I'm J of the ICP, yo
I got me a check cash it
If I could spend it with the hoes on shit
But don't get all geek
'cause I'm a buy ya lava to wash your butt
"Uhh this clown shit about?"
A knife to neck and your throats hanging out
a do-mi-ray
Now it's about time I

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is you?
Yeah, let me tell ya I wanna do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that
Yo lay, yo lay, yo lay *y hooooo!

Frontin', they frontin', frontin'
Violent Violent J is gonna ya something
If ya a bitch who got grits
Kid Rock, Kid Rock will eat that shit

[-Kid
Boohoo motherfucker cryin' for?
I'm that nigger that your bitch die for
The whore showed up at my door
So I fucked her in her ass and I threw her out the door
The bitch thought it was a drive
She said: "Drive me to the city", so I her off at lakeside
"Aren't you driving me home?", I meant ta
But plans have changed so get ass on the center
Ho, ain't no taxi
I be mackin' hoes, don't mack me
Never slacking, hoes I be
Yeah...Kid Rock, Kid
Never slacking, hoes I be
Violent J serving ghetto hard street
The funk, the funk the old days
Violent J serving ghetto hard shit
The funk the old days
Well, I'm up for the shot in a
me a valley, I might doal in it
Like else I know
I to Mount Clemens as I've been to Romeomeomeo
Wicked clowns gonna flow for ya
for the treble, eight for the drum
Five for the homies I run with
Bitch, call your 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 all worked up for nothing
She act like she never seen a wang or something
'cause it really don't
I'm a show my to innocent bystander
Every day
'cause about time I say

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that
Yeah, let me you what I wanna do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that
I just it was motherfucker

[-Kid
dipping in the pool, you know I drown hoes
Fuck 'em doggie and play that ass like the bongo
Hit it, hit it
homerums and never whiff, ho
Smoke my dick like a big spliff
This ain't a and I'm no joker
But I can shoot a nut 50 like the super soaker
But yo, I'm not gonna pull it out for a cheap
Instead I play John Holmes in a sequel to Deep
Taste the nut in your mouth, to school ya
But ho, don't let the smooth taste ya
Don't let the taste fool ya...[3]
...fuckin' ya
Don't let the taste fool ya...
...word