Luyện nghe bài hát Bonfire

Everybody 'round, 'cause you know we'a fin' to do this thang fo' reezy some ser'ous. Put 'cha money in ya shoe and it won't get wet. Come on.
Here comes a man the field, honey
Here a man across the field, babe
Here comes a man the field,
He's up dust like an automobile
Honey, oh, baby,
Get it up, down in Daisy Dukes
I ya ass butt naked in a baby suit
Gonna keep on drinking till the puke
Got a problem that, well you can get the boot
Got shotgun to the sky
Got smoke in the eyes, and I'm high
Waking, baking, till the fry
Naked, round with a hog and I
from the rich and I give to me
One Escalade, two
Perform on right next to me
And I think I found
Back up punk, it's mine again
I jacked a truck of
Looks it's time for a line again
And how about five
And I start to grin and to dance
I'm in tongues, takin' off my pants
I'm my whole hot damn advance
And we ain't stop till the ambulance
Slow ride a GMCs
up Crown Vics with DVDs
Got people down here want to see
say there 'cause's, say they're free
Start the
Drop the
Pass the Creek
And we can it straight
And if the keeps burning
And the stay orange
We be up in this motherfucker real late
Start the
Drop the
Pass the Creek
And we can drink it
And if the keeps burning
And the skies stay
We gon' be up in this real late
Better give me bag of wacky tobacco
Them cracker's ain't takin' a damn
and smokin', stinkin' and pokin'
Bangin' hoes, we profane
Getting' it up in the back of a
With a bitty with tittys and da butt
me retarded
But how we party
But lordy, good y'all
Breakin' it down like it been done
Straight jacked to the till I see the sun
You a motherfucker if you got a gun
that at home and just bring your lungs, weed
Pimp swiggin', shindiggin', shit kickin',
Brick dickin', thick and a sicknin'
and smokin' dope in the open, no chokin', no joke
And I'm on a roll, and I'm locin', hopin' to a jaw broken
in your blood, while I'm strokin' your ho in the wide open
With my folks
That crazy as hell!
how we do it down here in Georgia
It's on a moth when the weather's gorgeous
you N'street punks never seen on a TV screen
From to porches, to patios, let's torch it
Some bitch, I gas on it
Crunk?, Bet ass on it!
Start the
Drop the
Pass the Creek
And we can it straight
And if the keeps burning
And the skies stay
We be up in this motherfucker real late
the bonfire
Drop the
Pass the Knob
And we can drink it
And if the fire keeps
And the stay orange
We gon' be up in this motherfucker late
That's why at 3:30 I'm shit
Screwin' three or four broads like a of piss
Takin' three or four rolls I feelin' shit
me three or four mo' 'bout real quick
Ain't nothin' here but 'trailer crank'
man with a meth lab and a bama? stank
Man, y'all keep that dyin'
Motherfucker do I like I'm tryin' to quit?
in a Mason jar at noon-time, trippin'
Beer is for the guzzelin', this is for the
When the Sun go down, it sho' be good
In the dirty dirt, speakin' dirty
They be scarred but them boys ain't skerd
I don't know if you heard, you can't polish a
Yeah, my vision blurred, my speech a slurred
But back off of me cracker 'for ass get hurt
"Oh my God! are these blue turtles?"
"I don't know dude, but every I wave my cigarette around I get the trails"
Start the
Drop the
Pass the Creek
And we can drink it
And if the keeps burning
And the skies stay
We gon' be up in this motherfucker late
the bonfire
Drop the
the Knob Creek
And we can it straight
And if the keeps burning
And the stay orange
We be up in this motherfucker real late
To the window, to the
the sweat runnin' off my balls
Till the shit out yo' draws
Skeet, skeet motherfuckers, skeet,
Skeet, motherfuckers, skeet, skeet
To the window, to the
Feel the runnin' off my balls
Till the shit out yo' draws
Skeet, skeet motherfuckers, skeet,
Skeet, motherfuckers, skeet, skeet