Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ya Wicked On

I punch in their fake titties, he does
I got warrants in like cities, he does
I like to those provokin', he does
I swing quick and leave a throat hangin' open

I the blood of a street rat, he does
Yo, Boogie,where tha weed at?
I got eighteen plus
With a plus two dagger the Tomb of Horrors, D and D

We cave in wit a brick, we do
We fuck hotties with tha dick, we do
We eat lines and generators, we do
One time we shut Detroit City off for like hours

We the wickedest that, we do
Stevie Wonder-Bra can see that, he do
We'll rip your off and swing it by the hair
we get blood everywhere, motherfucker getcha wicked on

We know you hate who we are but even in
A wicked clown gotta get wicked on
JD the Weed Man with the Juggalo Crip

We know you who we are but even in Shangri-la
A wicked clown gotta get wicked on

I'll drive a tank through your high school, he
I let the Carnival rule, he does
I get sick like a story, he does
Motherfucker this tha Southwest Side territory

I can make a with your neck in it, he can
I need my every twenty minutes, he does
I dead bodies all up under my house
And every night I hear 'em runnin' their mouth, they gettin' on me

Day on my black hearse, we do
Clown Juggalos first, they do
Red and skullcaps everywhere
With tha fresh face paint and the hair

We peace at the graveyard, we do
Me and the sit and play cards, we do
So out of the way and get out of my path
Or saw your head in half, motherfucker