Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Sheets to The Wind

What's my
Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,

my name?
Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,

my name?
Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,

I'm here an' it's clear, I'm flow, so, yo, black
Just get on up or you get the
it ain't Kojak or Dr. Zeus
It's the Kid, motherfucker an' I'm get loose

'Coz I got the juice to spruce an' get
An' so enticin', strong like a
like Brandy an' no one knows
That I got more riffs than Randy

Smash, slash an' when I trash, I
I get ill, I but you don't know the half
I trip, I rip an' though I think I'm
I'm nothin' but a funky hick

But I still get down with a sound that
An' you can hear me from the trucks an' the trunks bump
Never questioned by the F.B.I
Although I've every method just to get high

L.S.D. is what I'm on
An' O.E., bitch, is what I'm on
A big fat booty's what I'm on
But for now I'm gonna rock an' rippin' on

Down to the A.M.
As I co bump an' jump an' the crowd in mayhem
No brain, no
Now c'mon y'all an' tell me my name

Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,

Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,

3 sheets 2 the is the state I'm in
Half off the wagon with my draggin'
Taggin' hoes, lots of trim
Gettin' jocks an' for all the spots I rock

I'm I'm blue like Captain Kangaroo
An' for the few who knew, yo, I'ma for you
Because the Kid ain't no bitch, yo
An' I no radio, wanna get rich, ho

So count my props, you get with me
An' fuck all you cops, you shit to me
But hoes with guns, hard for fun
So off my dick because I ain't the one

An' for tryin' to bust me up
You better chill that tryin' to fuck me up
An' if you're talkin' shit, I'm gonna ya up
An' all ya DJ's, I'm gonna cut ya up

'Coz I don't give a fuck no one
An' I wax, I tax an' that's just how it goes, son
Yo, I no sucker
'Coz I'm the Kid Rock,

Straight Motown an' I won't slow down
I an' the cheese MCs, I mow down
An' I show no shame 'coz I'm down for
Now tell me, what's my

Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,

Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,
Kid Rock,