Luyện nghe bài hát Is That You?

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

I Faygo, it's only a buck-ten
I'm a it on your tits when we fucking
'Cuz I'm with kinky shit, hoe
I can see you butt, naked in your

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

If I could it with the hoes I'm crashing
But don't get all geek
'Cuz I'm a buy ya some lava to wash your
What's this shit about?

A knife to your
And your hanging out
a do-me-ray
Now it's about I say

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that
Yeah, let me ya what I wanna do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is you?
Yo, Nate, Yo, woo hoo

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

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

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

You me home, well, I meant ta
But have changed so get your ass on the Centaur
Hoe, this no taxi I be mackin' hoes, they don't mack me
Never slacking, hoes I be
Kid Rock, Kid Rock never slacking, I be macking

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

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

Wicked clowns gonna for ya son
Three for the treble, for the drum
Five for the homies that I run
Bitch call your mother 'cause done with

Toe tip-toe, I snuck in your
And fell asleep on the front couch
So, excuse me, pops, I'm
So could ya the fuck up with that yapping?

And wife's all worked up for nothing
She act like she never seen a wang or something
'Cuz it really don't matter, I'm a show my to innocent bystander
Every fucking day 'cuz it's time I say

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that
Yeah, let me tell you what I do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that
I just said, It was

Skinny dipping in the pool, you know, I hoes
Fuck doggie style and play that ass like a bongo
Hit it, hit, it
Hitting home and never wimp, ho

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

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