Luyện nghe bài hát Psychopathic

As for years, have killed one another of
And America has enjoyed its
But now ghetto minded criminals
Have crossed the line into neighborhood
And will soon give you a of the hell
they have lived for so long
So pops, this it's your son gets shot
Deal your own creation

Well, I've been to the house and then some
Payed me dues, but I'm still a hoodlum
out of school, 'cuz I couldn't find my locker
Stubbles on my chin, I got hair like

see me sleeping on the street
Don't look for a job, 'cuz there's no looking for me
Then it all went to my
thing, forty nine motherfuckers dead

Tell the pigs, I did it, place spot at your
And beat you in the with it
And keep bitch in place
Or I'ma send her ass home with a foot print on her
I'm hating sluts, shoot them in the
back and itch my nuts, 'less I'm in the sac
'Cuz I fuck so hard, it'll break they

All the pressure's into one nut
I was waiting on a bus and my head up
And the sight'll ya sick
J, motherfucker, psychopathic, psychopathic

Thought you knew it
The ICP is made up of
Demented psycho motherfuckers
And when we'll put a on your dumb leg
Like it ain't business

So, I'm by the train tracks
Then you see me but naked with a battle axe
I'm swinging and slicing and chopping and and
Ah, until I'm

Seems like I get beat down
Like the turned to the wicked clown
Tail turned out to the 'cuz
Southwest Detroit is one's home

So you might see me at a
Cussin', rude and my testicles
a cold two litre in hand
Rapping to the at the French fry stand

Take it to the Patent
Then I'll make a sexist
'Cuz all eventually bitching
Serve me fucking your ass to the kitchen

Police don't me, it's obvious
Just look in the trunk
Or the make you sick
J, motherfucker, psychopathic