Luyện nghe bài hát The Juggla

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Well, you know the jumped in the mixer
Been down the and I broke a few necks
And I'll break a few more, so up?
by me on the corner, I'm a hold my nuts up

It's finna you wit dat
But if you a skank, let me hit dat
I'm Violent J, ain't even one to fake it
I wanna see some folded up skank naked

I out when it gets dark
And woke up naked at the Clark
Gotta go, gotta get before I get the
Gotta chopped off head, in my lap

Mr. Shrink, Mr. Shrink, I'm
Lunatick-tick-tock, it quit
It quit, it don't quit
Mr. Shrink, I'm sick, a

The told me I'm a psycho
So I ate his face I don't know
Knife to the and got some more
The night of the axe, the night of the forty

Bitch, I'ma man you can ta
But after you leave, stalk ya
If you're a little kid, I'ma ya
And if you're neck, I'ma ya
If an old lady, I'ma mug ya
'Cuz bitch, you can't fuck with the

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, he is the
cut your windpipe, eat your face
And slit your motherfucking out
You can see this freak at the world famous
Carnival of Carnage, keep juggling,

'Cuz ya know the Juggla throw ya up fast
And if I drop you, your ass
I and twist, try to keep calm
I go to Hell 'cuz I'm down with Esham

Gotta for your Uncle Willy
Then I hit him in the with a Billy
Willy, Willy, watch mouth
And the south

Running with a of twenty street hoods, yo
up, bitch, ah, what's up, ho?
Sometimes you act like you ain't
With a wicked clown

Fucking my friends healthy
'Cuz I grab you by the and fuck you up
And it's that bitch, that's the way it is
I'm allowed to fuck, ho, I'm in biz

Sets in the hood want me for
So I paint my tag on forehead
Stick little 'kay by my tagging'
You can fit clowns in a Volkswagen

And we straight to your brick house
I'ma huff and puff and your fucking neck loose
And I might mug ya
they're will be no fucking with the Juggla

Juggling eyeballs, juggling
What you've heard about, what you've
The juggling wicked will come
To your birthday party, wedding and bar
And cut back off for a small fee
The Juggla taking no shorts from nobody

Tweedle-dee and
Let the bass go

And the Juggla make it
Down with 2 Dope and try and get
My fellow fucking
Southwest killas

J, the psychopathic
Some say I'm schizofrantic
Others think I'm the psychic
But somehow the like it

up, bitch? Let me get the shot
Right and now, butt-naked on the spot
Why am I like this, like
Why are you that, like this?

The ghetto took my
And motherfuck, I it back
I'm that nerd in the of the class
That went psycho and killed ass
I slash and cut and
With a 'Kick me' on my back

In my corner is therapy
They care of me but don't stare at me
like I said I'll mug ya
Now run on home and don't with the Juggla

Finally happened, the clown has come to your town
And got your daughter by the hand
Showing her a new land, the southwest ghetto
all the Jugglas roam, come one, come all
And have the cut your face off, skip to the lou

Juggla, Juggla, with the Juggla
You can't with the Juggla
Tweedle-dee and
Let the fucking go