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 wicked on these records
And I'm to shine when I spit this rhyme
Punch you in the gut so I break your spine
there, I just visionaried that shit
So deep in gut I hit your spine and cracked it
What the fuck is me from making that really happen?
It did happen right here in my
You know how bitches I fucked off this?
I'm talking fine ass
And look at me, I ain't
And yet super ass be blowing my shit up
And half the time I don't even up
We with the hatchet like nuns role with church
And to us, the hatchet means more then some
We travel, seen the Canyon 66 times
wicked shit rhymes
Some how...

(Chorus x2)
spitting
(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 like everybody feel 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, Aussie
And we ain't ever really flied over
I don't fucking
It just like that
And plus the phat fact we can rap bitch
I roll deep, if I go for chip dip
And ain't a I meet that don't sip dick
Think about it clown paint, rap songs, hard
Who the ever made anybody an expert?
If we can do it,
that, we did it
So what the fuck is your idea
with 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)
fucking
(Fine hoes)
as
(Time goes)
How'd it all
(I know)

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

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

fucking how
On the though
fucking how...