Luyện nghe bài hát Is That You?

Violent J, Violent J, is that
I'm on the microphone, so what'cha do?
Violent J, Violent J, is that
A wicked, wicked painted just for you

I drink Faygo, only a buck-ten
I'm a pour it on your tits we fucking
'Cuz I'm that kinky shit, hoe
I can see you butt, naked in window

Shimmy up the house dash
Now I'm gonna press my on the glass
Let me in, hoe, ya know
I'm Violent J of the ICP, yo, I got me a cashing

If I could spend it with the hoes I'm
But don't get all slut
I'm a buy ya some lava to wash your butt
What's this clown shit

A to your neck
And your hanging out
With a
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 that
Yo, Nate, Yo, woo hoo

Frontin', they frontin', everybody's
Violent, Violent J is gonna ya something

If ya know a bitch who got
Kid Rock, Kid Rock will probably eat shit
Boohoo what'cha cry for?
I'm that nigga that bitch would die for

The whore up at my front door
So I fucked her in the ass and I her out the back door
The bitch thought it was a drive
She said, Drive me to the city, so I her off at lakeside

You me home, well, I meant ta
But plans have so get your ass on the Centaur
Hoe, this ain't no taxi I be mackin' hoes, they don't me
slacking, hoes I be macking
Kid Rock, Kid Rock slacking, hoes I be macking

Violent J ghetto hard street shit
The funk, the from the old days
Violent J serving ghetto street shit
The from the old days

Well, I'm up for the shot in a
Show me a valley, I might in it
Like somebody else I know, I to Mount Plen
As I've to Romeo, meo, meo

Wicked gonna flow for ya son
for the treble, eight for the drum
Five for the homies I run with
Bitch call your mother 'cause you're done

Toe tip-toe, I in your house
And asleep butt-naked on the front couch
So, excuse me, pops, I'm
So could ya shut the fuck up with yapping?

And your wife's all worked up for
She act she ain't never seen a wang or something
'Cuz it really don't matter, I'm a my nuts to innocent bystander
Every day 'cuz it's about time I say

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is you?
Yeah, let me you what I wanna do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is you?
I just said, It was

Skinny dipping in the pool, you know, I drown
them doggie style and play that ass like a bongo
Hit it, hit, it
Hitting home rums and wimp, ho

Smoke my dick it's a big spliff
This ain't a blooper and I'm no
But I can shoot a nut 50 foot like a super
But I pull it out for a cheap joke

Instead I John Holmes in a sequel to Deep throat
Taste the nut in your mouth, to school ya
But ho, let the smooth taste fool ya
Don't let the smooth fool ya