Luyện nghe bài hát Insane Killas

Shaggy 2
Violent J, Shaggy, Insane Posse, baby what
from New to L.A.
from Chile to
from New to your momma
we gives absolutly no
fucka
natural born murderers
mass mothafuckin murderin
bitch, come and meet your
J--
Im like Michael Jaskson up close
I diggin up dead bodies
at me Im gross
my name's Violent J but you can call me
gonorrhea the clap cause i infected rap
you wanna know if i could ever kill
well like askin Charlie Manson if he's ever been in jail
I kill family, friends,
what, yeah, I'd kill myself if I could survive
I tried to kill Rob Van Winkle, in thats how we met
I up to kill him and he was thinkin the same shit
I out a chainsaw, he pulled out and ax
I was come-on, wait is that a Stanley, where'd u get that
it's natural and to murder, you have it in you
it's like a all up in you, although I wouldn't now
look at us killas
the most playa hated rapper
and the most hated group like woooo!

mass
natural born
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
mass
natural killas
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya

This aint no witch
beware
Ill pick ur motherfuckin brain with an
me
the V I C E
well my trilogy
Im outta
rap cujo ya know my is ferocious
last survivor with a full of cockroaches
I this hocus pocus
you're away
like the last days of the motherfuckin
I'm the in the moshpit
2 come in handy
to answer J, ya damn right its a stanley
in the shadows of the dark with like spawn
in the dash blazin it up explosive bombs
I spit homicides like major at 11PM
while zipping bodies in the like the line at GM
ice mixed with blood is the milkshake
here with the from the underground it's a lyrical deathbreak

mass
natural born
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
mass
born killas
im not around
icky ya ya
icky ya ya

Disrespect me I'll run in house
like puffin steam
break your arms, gun in your mouth
knock your out with the nose of the fifth
bullets bust the back of your head ya die swift
fuckin wit tha clan, what you say
we niggas like the KKK
shoot you with an SK or a AK you gonna die either way
I'm a monster thoroughbred gun weed-head
cross me bet you'll be dead
catch you at a show you're chilling with your ho
and crack your skull with a of Mo
I'm a Sing-Sing
gun captain
brooklyn home of the original gun
gats get brung, niggas get
sons lose and mothers lose sons
I'm a

mass
born killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
murders
natural killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
(Screams)
OVERDUB: To die is a fate must come to us all
But how horrible to be alive
from the darkness they shuffle eyes glazed death
hands for blood!

mass
natural killas
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya
mass
natural born
im not fuckin
icky ya ya
icky ya ya