Luyện nghe bài hát Cotton Soldier

What up Haver how you doin'? I got the flu
But I'm still movin', spokane that would be my
This is where the juggalos are born and
We 'em the mike, they start rippin'

Dead flashes, I'm still limpen, give me the mike
And I'll be pimpen that's the everyones sayin' rage, twelve gage
This is my religion juggalism, sit on my lap
I'm Santa Claws and I am

One mo in yo ma fucken rack chitty chat
Stop talkin' you black, fact if you fuck wit me personally
Get yo split my name is set and I personally don't like you trick
Tick tock, goes the clock, it's twelve at dot, where my pot
My weed at rat a tat tat

Get me get at me dog, I hop in my hog
I got a twelve gage in the trunk along wit some egg nog
I'm looken for this nigga, I know, he my weed
I find him, I know he'll beg and plead
He don't really to see me

Cotton soldier, I ya
Who is it? The cotton
soldier, I told ya
Who is it? The cotton

So I'm down felony flats, I'm on gardener
Everyone in the I lost my partner, this is where I'm from
Though I don't have to be scared to out juggalo but
I'm lookin' for that fool who jacked me for my weed
I have to be cruel 'cause I lost all my

I gotta take this down, curb, stomp next this is my town
Enable to sex, I'll chop off his shit, then he says, what next?
Damn, this fool be Rex, invincible in every type of way
Convinsible, I personally think he's gay, all over now
I got my weed back time to get and get back home

Woop woop, what up Haver male? 2006 and I'm blazed as fuck
And any body who this ad on to the song
If you can so I can check up on my and see
If anybody got message, peace out