Luyện nghe bài hát Cotton Soldier

What up male? how you doin'? I got the flu
But I'm movin', spokane that would be my town
This is the juggalos are born and crowned
We give 'em the mike, they start

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

One mo claw in yo ma fucken rack chat
Stop talkin' like you black, fact if you fuck wit me
Get yo dome split my name is set and I personally don't you trick
Tick tock, there 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 for this nigga, I know, he snatch my weed
I find him, I know he'll beg and plead
He really want to see me

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

So I'm headin' down felony flats, I'm on
Everyone in the I lost my partner, this is where I'm from
Though I have to be scared to scream out juggalo but
I'm lookin' for that fool who jacked me for my weed
I have to be cruel I lost all my weed

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

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