Luyện nghe bài hát Psychopathic

As for years, they have one another of
And has enjoyed its creation
But now these minded criminals
Have crossed the line your neighborhood
And will soon you a taste of the hell
That they have for so long
So pops, time it's your son gets shot
Deal your own creation

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

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

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

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

Thought you knew it
The ICP is made up of
Demented psycho clumsy
And when we'll put a on your dumb leg
Like it nobody's business

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

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

So you see me at a festival
Cussin', rude and my testicles
With a cold two litre in
to the bitch at the French fry stand

Take it to the Park
Then I'll make a sexist
'Cuz they're all eventually
Serve me take your ass to the kitchen

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