Luyện nghe bài hát Joker's Wild

Welcome to exciting episode of Del Ray's
Number one game show, The Wild!
Shaggy, tell us about tonight's contestants
Hey,
Get ready for the killer of this bitch
We gotta cop, we gotta judge, and we redneck
So step the up and play the Joker's Wild!"

Woohoo!
Everybody smile, guess who's on your underground dial
It's the game show host the most
And tonight we finna have a pig roast

Cop copper, it's a long while
up your boots and come on down the aisle
Mr. packing that steel
But tonight, you shit, now spin the fuckin' wheel

good, nice try
Now let's see just how ya gonna
Lucky, lucky, he landed on Jed
He just pounds in your forehead

The pig got lucky time
But take a look who's next down the line
Oh, the 43rd judge
Hey pal, me, you threw me in jail

Take a spin or I'll snap neck
The landed, let me check
The Jokey, hey, it bad at all
We just cut your face off and slap your

Who's for the games and fun?
Hillbilly Earl, on down, run
The redneck sicked his dog on me
Now that's cost you a spin, buddy

Spin and around it goes
Staple your lips shut, cut off your
Then I your corpse on top of the pile
Anything goes on the Joker's

Tell me who killed 17 people and later ate dead bodies?
Dahmer
No, the answer would be your mother

Aww, shit,
Get ready for two of this bitch
So, if you your fucking neckbone chopped
Step the up and play the Joker's Wild!"

You big money and prizes, don't ya
You'd probably for a big prize, won't ya
Ya little bitch, it's your turn to
money, now spin again

Oh goody, the unzip drawers
I'm clip this chain on your balls
ya upside down for the bang bada
Now we bust your like a pinata

The audience that shit
Listen to 'em when your forehead splits
Wait! Cut to a break, oh shit, ah
We got guts on the

The Joker's is brought to you by, Faygo
sing!
Send your momma up to the store
Tell that bitch to home a Faygo

back to the Carnival Show
Here's your chance for the big money cash
Hit your buzzer, pull lever
Joker, joker, lemon, we your head

Pick a door, one, two or
It's the same behind door, me
There's no escape, now that bald head
The crowd can't help, look, they're all

At home they watching your doom
We broadcast from to your living room
I ripped off his knuckle, clown style
Anything goes on the Wild

It's to play hit or miss
Contestant one, open your mouth
Contestant number two, get
Will he hit or
He hit! What's
We got money, we got cash, we got
We got blood, we got
We got naked dead bitches on the Wild

I got my yellow and my purple tie
Somebody's die, oh my
It's Mr. Thompson, my next neighbor
Always bitchin, from the kitchen window

See, he died and he to hell though
We meet again, I got my own game
Spin the wheel, cuz I can't fuck around
round!

Oh shit, the end of the
Bonus round, we goin' out with a
You gotta chance for and prizes
You chance at death, too

So get ready, I'm at'cha fast
Your chance for at last
Four questions, so are you ready,
"Uh, I think so", the gat

The cop in
Eats
Yes, the square root of
Uhh
Correct, nutsacs belong in?
Butt

Richboys

No, the correct answer's,
Oh geez, this is Chipperwink saying
"So long till next folks
See ya later, goodbye"

it, go home