Luyện nghe bài hát Psychopathic

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

Well, I've been to the storm 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 Chewbacca

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

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

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

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

So, I'm standing by the train
Then you see me running but naked a battle axe
I'm and slicing and chopping and cutting and
Ah, I'm nothing

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

So you might see me at a
Cussin', and scratching my testicles
With a cold two litre in
Rapping to the bitch at the French fry

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

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