Luyện nghe bài hát What's Yo Psycho

[Intro: Icey Rock
in the basement of Bizzle*
Brought to life by Icey Rock and Tech
The faces of madness
I to you, the NNUTTHOWZE!

[Hook x2: Tech
NNUTTHOWZE in bizznitch
Sick is our business
Fly by the night so (muthafucka)
Let me
What's yo

[Verse 1: Tech
My is I can't keep focus
Without doses of hostess
Is oh shit so roasted
I it
I'm so sick it
is supposed to get, get it
Below the clit I it
I rolls to ya dig it
By I'm the kind ta
behind her
Fine dime to her
Wine and thine
Is
When it's time to her
Blind signs I'm gonna find a vagina
Mouth bowls you came to hoes
The town hoes you chose the grown wicked wicked sounds vulgar
the lows blows
The is all over her clothes but told ya
I'm sick for
Ain't no
I love to eat it
That quick
And jumps up to my back when release it
Sometime I just wish I just cut it out and keep it
That shit

[Verse 2: Brotha Lynch
Sloberin at the mouth I love my teeth I chew that up
I don't give a fuck I do that heat 'um up while leak up
of N I N E, S T R A N G E
Get off tonight yo hit the though
Heat when I a ATB
Off the hook like a fish his lip cut
She never got rip gut
Creepin me you'll find a ? I ain't lyin'
Cut off the and I hide it
Devide the body up I'm probably the nigga in rhymin'
Sychie be
When I give my 9 milli a tight
Ain't like me
My mind be runnin' off light
Like me, to get um off Nike's
Infered, beem
Went out the back a slight mean
Gettin' off like the S.W.A.T.
Fuckin' um up like I'm cuttin' um up with a seem
I'm breakin' off rappers I'm seeing
I love to eat human beeings
You see um
a bitch with razor blade, hand grenades
I'm a be makin' red lemonade... GRRRRR!

[Verse 3:
You right
no sickness without a psycho
Ask me what's my
You could eat it on my
You could beat it you Micheal
I want my cut like
Feel on like ?
By and them white hoes
I'm sickning, me
Doggy style pick me
I'm
If you can not dick me I'm shiting
I'm
Like a clock on a trick beam
I get seen on a 50 flat HD
My pussy yeah you
You thirsty won't you up
I'm a nutty bitch huh?
You me cause I'm NNUTTHOWZE
Go on a bitch, why
FAA ?
I chips like a casino
My whips are
Got his lips like El
I'm carrie you'll get peed on *Kisss kisss*
NUTTHOWZE in this
I'm a go, go, go might go
Where is our business