Luyện nghe bài hát Psychopathic

As for years, they have killed one of
And has enjoyed its creation
But now these ghetto criminals
Have crossed the line into your
And will soon give you a of the hell
That they lived for so long
So pops, this time your son gets shot
with your own creation

Well, I've to the storm house and then some
Payed me dues, but I'm a street hoodlum
out of school, 'cuz I couldn't find my locker
Stubbles on my chin, I got like Chewbacca

see me sleeping on the street
Don't look for a job, 'cuz no jobs looking for me
Then it all to my head
Next thing, forty nine motherfuckers

the pigs, I did it, place spot at your back
And beat you in the with it
And your bitch in place
Or I'ma send her ass home with a foot on her face
I'm hating sluts, shoot them in the
Step back and itch my nuts, I'm in the sac
I fuck so hard, it'll break they back

All the pressure's into one nut
I was on a bus and my head blew up
And the sight'll make ya
Violent J, motherfucker, psychopathic,

you knew it bitch
The ICP is made up of
Demented psycho clumsy
And when put a hook on your dumb leg
Like it nobody's business

So, I'm standing by the train
you see me running but naked with a battle axe
I'm swinging and slicing and chopping and and
Ah, I'm nothing

Seems I always get beat down
Like the hawk turned to the clown
turned out to the ghetto 'cuz
Southwest Detroit is commended one's

So you might see me at a
Cussin', rude and my testicles
With a cold two in hand
Rapping to the bitch at the fry stand

Take it to the Patent
Then I'll make a remark
'Cuz they're all eventually
Serve me fucking take ass to the kitchen

Police like me, it's obvious
Just look in the trunk
Or the sight'll make you
Violent J, motherfucker,