Luyện nghe bài hát Silence of the Hams

Silence of the hams squeal
Split they
Mr.
This is gonna they lids
Screw you fucking

Now lemme tell you something my side of town
Pork chops get sauteed so they don't around
You have the right to silent
I plead the 5th flip the script on the bitch and get violent

And we high on Jane amphetamines
Cutting they ears off ten year sergeant
I'm a young pig skinna from the H.O.K.
Ain't no way we gonna spray yo way
4 Killas and a Brougham
We iced out like the abdominal snowman
Ain't no man no ham no goddamn coppa gonna me
I'll pop em with the heart

of the hams is what I burst
But
Let me tell you worse
October
Bloody
Screams and police
firing my automatic pistol
I pop
And I pop
Shootin' off my missiles at cars
Right out your local tittie bars
These wicked

It's the of the hams and you lookin' hammy (uh-oh)
off pistol grip and I glock click bammy (pow)
Who'll with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)
Break out the trumpet service something proper proper

So silence of the
Clarice I your cunt
Lets about it over a watermelon blunt
Hannibal ate a cop for lunch
And chewed on his badge like some captain
APB out on the and me
ICP and 3 insane through the 313
You can't protect or me
Matter of ,you work for me
You fired faggot, THAT!

Me and D and T and E and 2 Dope
Rear rear fuck that pat dun dun dun dun
Psychopathic hatchets swinging catching a flinging bacon
Body dropping bitches singing preacher preaching faking
Booty heavy bitches back at my house
I be anticipatin' putting dick in they
Ain't no cop about to raid on my parade
When I dreaming about killing a cop from 2nd grade

me,

You wanna see me
Red and blue lights on the CB
and a rookie
Damn I gotta
All through my shit wanna take a extra lookie
Probably book me
Off to jail took me
I know I'm looking at alot of time without some
Waheh

the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy (uh-oh)
Sawed off pistol grip and I glock bammy (pow)
hoo'll ride me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)
Break out with the service something proper proper

boom boom (Switch)
Boom "Who the is that?" It's E & J, Bitch
I don't a fuck if you rap you gets no love
You can wrap your lips around my dick and faggot, what?
We getting wicked when we kick it
the pickit sign
Wicked d-time
It's raining
The sixth joker's card is in your yard
Bitch don't be

It's the of the hams and you lookin' hammy (Cop killaz, police killaz)
Sawed off pistol grip and I click bammy (pow) (muthafucka don't test me)
Oooooh ride with me and drop a (bacon bits) (oh ya)
out with the trumpet service something proper proper (Insane Clown Posse and Esham)

Me and J SV ICP
OGin' ICP and. You it