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

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BAMMMMMM!

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

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

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

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

I got some woods by my
And they all
I'm about to put a up around them
And let a lion
Cause it would fuck up them 3 dogs of
And they be my toes
When I be writing rhymes
And I'm a mind it
sometimes damn
I just can't it when I be fucking them
They good enough to be up in a magazine or something
With my ass humping them
in the day you bitches never woulda even look my way
Not even if I ran up in your ear and yelled "HEY"
Watching TV, hatchet signs in the crowd
Letting every mothafucking body that they proud
How the fuck am I to get used to this freshness?
Half the fucking time I just front and stay
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)
fucking
(Fine hoes)
as
(Time goes)
How'd it all
(I know)

been real
Some how
On the though
Some how...