Luyện nghe bài hát Some F*ckin' How - Violent J

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BAMMMMMM!

I'm like a grenade about to pop in seconds
My therapy wicked shit on these
And I'm trying to when I spit this rhyme
Punch you in the gut so I break your spine
there,
I just visionaried that
So in your gut I hit your spine and cracked it
What the fuck is stopping me making
that happen?
It did happen right here in my
You know how many I fucked off this?
I'm talking ass hoes
And look at me, I ain't
And yet super ass hotties be my shit up
And half the I don't even show up
We roll with the hatchet like role with church
And to us, the means more then some merch
We travel, seen the Canyon 66 times
Spitting wicked shit
fucking how...

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

I hate
I get fights everyday
It seems like everybody feel like they got to say
To a
Haters aside I still plush
If I ain't riding
I'm in an 8th street bus
Packed clubs, England, Aussie
And we ain't ever really over there
I don't know
It just happened that
And plus the fact that we can rap bitch
I roll deep, if I go for chip dip
And ain't a bitch I meet don't sip dick
Think about it clown paint, rap songs, hard
Who the fuck ever made an expert?
If we can do it,
Fuck we did it
So what the fuck is idea bitch?
Come it
Our paid off and we never get laid off
And we never get played so we fade off
Some how....

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

I got woods by my house
And they all
I'm to put a gate up around them
And let a lion
Cause it would fuck up 3 dogs of mine
And be licking my toes
I be writing these rhymes
And I'm a fucking it
Bitches sometimes
I just believe it when I be fucking them
They look good enough to be up in a or something
With my ass humping them
Back in the day you bitches never woulda even my way
Not even if I ran up in your 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 used to freshness?
Half the fucking 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
Some how...

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

It's been
Some how
On the real
Some how...