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 are born and crowned
We give 'em the mike, they rippin'

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

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

Get me get at me dog, I hop in my hog
I got a gage pump 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

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

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

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

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