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 where the juggalos are 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 religion juggalism, sit on my lap
I'm Santa and I am back

One mo claw in yo ma fucken rack 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 at that rat a tat tat

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

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

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

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

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