Luyện nghe bài hát Wise Ass

( 1 )
I love a stunt down to sniff cocaine
A cunt with big cock sucking and no brain
A pussy you couldn't up or drug
Car jack you like a cop in pursuit of a
Spittin' out I chewed up a bug
That thru of a slug
And as for partons I'm the type to fuck her juggs
I up in a sick place, brooklyn
run up on you and say, "gimme the loot, dickface!"
Got an appetite for destruction like
Kicked in your face, so bloody I up my new pair of nikes
Damn! cost over 100 bucks, oh well!
Skull in your grill, I'm more fucked a hundred sluts
The white dolamite, I wanna see jackson
Deep throat the mic, it's only
You're a snake, you known a bite, glowning bright
When rammed up your ass and you explode it nice, blam!

( )
Met the devil and in his grill
Told him I'm running son chill and you're the next I'll kill
You're know your dead when you sell your for bread
Life's like a bitchass with a hole in his head

( 2 )
you like a trife bo
I'll your sockets like a psycho
'til you see shit,
Like your on the bowl with the lights closed
You're below me, homey you don't me
You play me
Treat me a saxophone and blow me
Worship my grammer, skiis,
Get on your cock knees,
Prey to me like
I get my dick, jerk right girl
Imma the second I see a tit, with bigger tits
So many look sultry, insult me
How dare you ask me not to cheat like
I'm like poultry, got a close-up of your grill, it repulsed me (ewww)
To be truthful, you're ass is useful
And what the fuck you got to
I'll rip your out your ass
And poke your man with them a block
You bitch, you've never been sick
You got a cock in your mouth like 'dead president' flick
You want me to rhyme, will you do for me?
You get girl to suck dick, and I'll rap for you for free
Money is simple, my income
The beats get chopped up like williams nipple
Honey I'll keep it with you,
Have pants off, abuse you, and then say "i ain't feelin' you!"
Woman understand me, can't shut off a dick
seen lorena bobbit in the street and cut off a clit
Paybacks a bitch, so bitch pay your back
Before I a slut I don't know what's pay rate in a crack
The human head, is quite
Your mouth should a very interesting urinal

( )
Met the and spit in his grill
Told him I'm running hell son chill and the next I'll kill
You're know your dead when you sell soul for bread
Life's like a bitchass with a hole in his head (die!)

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6, 7, 7, 7, 8, nineteen-ninety-nine!
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 6, 6, 7, 7, 7, 8, nineteen-ninety-nine!

Motherfuckers...
Yeah...
shit....
Bitch...
You can die...
my song...
yourself...
Die bitch, motherfucker, and all...