Luyện nghe bài hát Is That You?

By ICP & Kid

J, Violent J, is that you?
I'm on the microphone, so what'cha do?
Violent J, J, is that you?
A wicked, clown, just for you
I drink Faygo only a buck-ten
I'm a pour it on your tits when we
'cause I'm that kinky shit, ho
I can see you in your window
Shimmy up the house dash
and I press my nuts on the glass
Let me in, ho, ya know
I'm J of the ICP, yo
I got me a let's cash it
If I could it with the hoes on grass shit
But don't get all geek
'cause I'm a buy ya some lava to wash your
"Uhh this clown shit about?"
A to your neck and your throats hanging out
a do-mi-ray
Now it's time I say:

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is you?
Yeah, let me ya what I wanna do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is you?
Yo lay, yo lay, yo lay *y hooooo!

Frontin', they frontin', frontin'
Violent Violent J is gonna tell ya
If ya know a who got grits
Kid Rock, Kid Rock probably eat that shit

[-Kid
motherfucker what'cha cryin' for?
I'm nigger that your bitch would die for
The whore showed up at my front
So I fucked her in her ass and I her out the back door
The bitch it was a cake drive
She said: "Drive me to the city", so I dropped her off at
"Aren't you me home?", well I meant ta
But plans have so get your ass on the center
Ho, this no taxi
I be hoes, they don't mack me
Never slacking, hoes I be
Yeah...Kid Rock, Kid
Never slacking, hoes I be
J serving ghetto hard street shit
The funk, the funk from the old
Violent J serving ghetto street shit
The funk the old days
Well, I'm up for the in a minute
Show me a valley, I might in it
somebody else I know
I been to Mount as I've been to Romeomeomeo
Wicked clowns gonna for ya some
Three for the treble, eight for the
Five for the homies that I run
Bitch, call mother cause you're done with
Toe tip-toe, I in your house
And fell asleep butt-naked on the front
So, excuse me, pops, I'm
So ya shut the fuck up with that yapping
And your wife's all worked up for
She act like she ain't seen a wang or something
'cause it really don't
I'm a show my nuts to bystander
Every day
'cause it's time I say

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that
Yeah, let me tell you what I do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is you?
I just it was motherfucker

Rock-]
Skinny in the pool, you know I drown hoes
Fuck 'em style and play that ass like the bongo
Hit it, hit it
homerums and never whiff, ho
Smoke my like it's a big spliff
This ain't a blooper and I'm no
But I can shoot a nut 50 foot like the soaker
But yo, I'm not gonna it out for a cheap joke
Instead I play John in a sequel to Deep Throat
Taste the nut in mouth, just to school ya
But ho, don't let the taste fool ya
Don't let the taste fool ya...[3]
...fuckin' ya
Don't let the smooth taste ya...
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