Luyện nghe bài hát Top O' The Morning To Ya

She come
when you want it

Ya see, I'm but I'm not a leprechaun
You wanna fight step up and we'll get it on
You right to the grill, I'm white and I ill
A descendant of Dublin with Titanic

I ducked and I swing, next thing your jaw's
Punk I ain't jokin', you can bet you'll be
On a full a nothin', meanwhile I'll be puffin'
On a fat blunt, run punk, you know the half

to talk shit, man, please don't make me laugh
These eyes are smilin', I'm buckwildin'
The House of is pumpin', start jumpin'
Freak it, funk it, back junk it

If you can't get with it, you'll up sweatin' it
Then you'll get a beatin' just an egg
It's so hard to run when you've got a leg
But we can have a run off, the House of Pain'll off

We got the cake you're tryin' to get a crumb off
The Irish stylee, the jazz
No one has it, just us it
If you try to take it, I got a big

I don't have dreads 'cause I shave my daily
You call me a skinhead, I call you a pin
Yo, where you been man, just the tin man
You got no heart, here comes the part

I pick 'em, buck 'em, cut 'em up, and buck down
No fuckin'
Home boy ya get clown Krusty, trust me
You shouldn't and by the way

Top o' the to ya
(What's the man?)
Top o' the to ya
(What's the man?)
Top o' the to ya
(What's the man?)
Top o' the to ya
(Hey, are you givin' us a man?)

Greetin's,
Peace to the nations of and Islam
the bottle, rev the throttle
Put the gear in, now you're steerin' like Mario

So let me it, cause I can make a wicked
Noise like a
his legs
My are like eggs

I'll keep 'em, I'll keep sayin' 'em
This is the House of Pain, far from plain
But not fancy, Ron and Nancy
So say no but I say go

to hell, I kiss and tell
So if a ho, all my friends know
you gotta say, let's hit the hay
And no delay, and yo by the way

Top o' the to ya
(What's the man?)
Top o' the to ya
(What's the man?)
Top o' the to ya
(What's the man?)
Top o' the to ya
(Hey, are you us a hassle man?)

extra, read all about it
How could ya doubt it? Now and shout it
The of Pain soon will reign
Over the hip hop and like golden green

I rip shit and back flip like a
I roll the groove and I'm smooth and you can bet I
Come and get respect when I'm flowin'
Collectin' my dough, I got your ho-in'

And how do I know that she's
I know broke cause yo, the T's hung
Like a Shetland pony, gettin' paid like
So ever try to play me out like a phony
'Cause I can get real thick like a bull with Mark

And by the way, top o' the to ya
(What's the man?)
Top o' the to ya
(What's the man?)
Top o' the to ya
(What's the man?)
Top o' the to ya
(Hey, are you us a hassle man?)

{He who breaks the law goes to the House of Pain
He who the law goes back to the House of Pain}