Luyện nghe bài hát Clock The Hammer

I'm a chicken hawk, huntin' for a
Get paranoid when you hear my Glock
Speakin' to the punk-ass
With the styles I hit you like Deacon

house, cough without the bones
I rolled ya up and you like bones
Split the seed and grow you like
Don't start-me-up, 'cause I'm not the Stones

But I get stoned with a little help my friends
With the gubla, then I passed it round back to me
I can make you like Amos
Same as the last punk, I stuck the gatt up his anus

Hear me growl grrra,
I got the night vision like the wise old owl
I'm comin' ta fetch ya, yeah I'll wet ya
Bury them under my home and

the hammer
Cock the hammer, it's for action
Cock the
the hammer, it's time for action

Take my weapon, step into a whole new
And step back as I take up the
On the pirate ship I'm
Jump into gear and just realize what you're

The cannon's
my companions surroundin'
As my comes pounding
It's the captain,
Whole lotta with the loc'ed out Latin

Bust
You're a red with a musket
duck quick 'cause ya might get dusted
Your looks rusted, disgusted
Oh look away, look away boy as I it

Yes, I that you can't withstand it
Watch that ass 'cause punk brand it
With a steel-toe, how you now
When my boot stuck in that ass like a

Cry on a pillow, weeper that's
The Hill got the skill for the like Brillo

Hmmm, what you `bout punk
room as I light up the boom
Cock the hammer, wave the white
Ever a glock go click like a camera?

Cock the
Cock the hammer, it's time for
Cock the
Cock the hammer, it's for action

the hammer
Cock the hammer, it's time for
Cock the
Cock the hammer, it's time for