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

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BAMMMMMM!

I'm like a hand grenade to pop in seconds
My therapy wicked shit on records
And I'm trying to shine when I spit rhyme
you in the gut so hard I break your spine
there,
I just that shit
So in your gut I hit your spine and cracked it
What the fuck is me from making
really happen?
It did right here in my rapping
You know how many bitches I off this?
I'm talking fine ass
And look at me, I shit
And yet ass hotties be blowing my shit up
And half the time I don't even up
We roll with the hatchet like role with church
And to us, the hatchet means more then merch
We travel, the Grand Canyon 66 times
Spitting wicked rhymes
Some how...

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

I hate
I get fights everyday
It seems like feel like they got something to say
To a
Haters aside I ride plush
If I ain't spinners
I'm in an 8th tour bus
clubs, England, Aussie everywhere
And we ain't ever really flied over
I fucking know
It happened like that
And plus the fact that we can rap bitch
I deep, even if I go for chip dip
And ain't a I meet that don't sip dick
Think about it paint, rap songs, hard work
Who the fuck ever anybody an expert?
If we can do it,
that we did it
So what the is your idea bitch?
with 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)
We're
(Fine hoes)
as
(Time goes)
How'd it all
(I know)

I got some by my house
And all mine
I'm about to put a up around them
And let loose a
it would fuck up them 3 dogs of mine
And they be licking my
I be writing these rhymes
And I'm a mind it
Bitches sometimes
I just can't believe it when I be them
They look enough to be up in a magazine or something
With my scrubby ass humping
Back in the day you bitches never woulda 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 body know that proud
How the fuck am I supposed to get used to freshness?
Half the time I just front and stay breathless
And man somehow we get paid 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)

been real
Some how
On the real
fucking how...