Luyện nghe bài hát Some F*ckin How

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

(Violent J)
I'm like a grenade about to pop in seconds
My wicked shit on these records
And I'm trying to when I spit this rhyme
Punch you in the gut so hard I break your
Right there, I just that shit
So deep in your gut I hit spine and cracked it
the fuck is stopping me from making that really happen?
It did happen right in my rapping
You how many bitches I fucked off this?
I'm talking fine ass
And at me, I ain't shit
And yet super ass be blowing my shit up
And half the time I don't even up
We role with the like nuns role with church
And to us, the hatchet means more then some
We travel, seen the Grand 66 times
Spitting shit rhymes
Some how...

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

(Violent J)
I people
I get into fights
It like everybody feel like they got something to say
To a hater
Aside I ride plush
If I ain't spinners
I'm in a 8th street bus
clubs, England, Aussie everywhere
And we ain't really flied over there
I fucking know
It just happened that
And plus the phat fact we can rap bitch
I deep, even if I go for chip dip
And ain't a bitch I meet don't sip dick
Think about it clown paint, rap songs, work
Who the fuck ever made anybody an
If we can do it,
that, we did it
So what the is your idea bitch?
Come it
Our shit paid off and we get laid off
And we get played so we never fade 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 woods by my house
And all mine
I'm about to put a up around them
And let loose a lion
Cause it would fuck up 3 dogs of mine
And be licking my toes
When I be these rhymes
And I'm out my fucking
Bitches sometimes
I just can't believe it when I be them
They look good enough to be up in a magazine or
With my scrubby ass them
in the day you bitches never woulda even look my way
Not even if I ran up in fucking ear and yelled "HEY!!"
Watching TV, hatchet signs in the crowd
Letting every mothafucking know that they proud
How the fuck am I supposed to get to this freshness?
Half the time I just front and stay breathless
And fuck man somehow we get for this shit
I bought my a crib and told her to quit
fucking how...

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

Some how
On the real
Some how...