Luyện nghe bài hát Some F*ckin How

(Violent J)
Tick...Tock (x4)
BANG!

(Violent J)
I'm like a hand grenade to pop in seconds
My therapy shit on these records
And I'm trying to shine when I this rhyme
you in the gut so hard I break your spine
Right there, I visionaried that shit
So deep in your gut I hit spine and cracked it
What the is stopping me from making that really happen?
It did happen right here in my
You know how many bitches I fucked off
I'm talking ass hoes
And look at me, I ain't
And yet super ass hotties be blowing my up
And half the time I don't show up
We role the hatchet like nuns role with church
And to us, the means more then some merch
We travel, seen the Canyon 66 times
Spitting shit rhymes
fucking how...

(Chorus x2)
We're
(Live shows)
We're
(Fine hoes)
as
(Time goes)
How'd it all
(I know)

(Violent J)
I people
I get fights everyday
It seems everybody feel like they got something to say
To a clown
Aside I still plush
If I ain't riding
I'm in a 8th tour bus
Packed clubs, England, everywhere
And we ain't ever really flied over
I don't fucking
It happened like that
And plus the phat fact that we can rap
I deep, even if I go for chip dip
And ain't a bitch I meet that sip dick
Think about it clown paint, rap songs, work
Who the fuck ever anybody an expert?
If we can do it,
that, we did it
So the fuck is your idea bitch?
Come it
Our shit paid off and we get laid off
And we never get played so we never off
Some how....

(Chorus x2)
spitting
(Live shows)
We're
(Fine hoes)
as
(Time goes)
How'd it all
(I know)

(Violent J)
I got some woods by my
And they all
I'm about to put a gate up them
And let a lion ya'll
Cause it would fuck up them 3 dogs of
And they be licking my
I be writing these rhymes
And I'm out my mind
sometimes damn
I can't believe it when I be fucking them
They look enough to be up in a magazine or something
With my ass humping them
Back in the day you bitches never even look my way
Not even if I ran up in fucking ear and yelled "HEY!!"
TV, it's hatchet signs in the crowd
Letting every mothafucking body know that they
How the am I supposed to get used to this freshness?
Half the fucking time I just front and stay
And man somehow we get paid for this shit
I bought my momma a and told her to quit
Some how...

(Chorus x2)
We're
(Live shows)
fucking
(Fine hoes)
as
(Time goes)
How'd it all
(I know)

Some how
On the real
Some how...