Luyện nghe bài hát Drinking Song

Start this night out right so I fall on my face
I got some red necks wit me ready to get drunk and shot da
They got 6 shots of Tequila and a bottle of Bacardi
The bottle came from onions coat when we left the bonfire

They constantly askin' fo more and to pour me up a shot
Incredible mixed with vodka and a skotch on the rocks
Royal with coke a bud light my eye balls afloat
So much fuckin' liquid in me, I got to hit da fo sho

up wit hill billys actin' silly drunker then shit
This might compare to my smokin' song but pimpin' is not it
This is my song so you know wut you got to do
Drink or twenty-one or wut eva you do but don't stop at two

is my drinkin' song
And there ain't no rules, wut you on
Pop a bottle, your self a shot or even brew your own
If you're goin' to drink, as well drink until you hit the floor
Afta you hit the floor, get yo ass up and a couple mo

This is my drinkin'
And ain't no rules, wut you waitin' on
Pop a bottle, pour your self a shot or even brew own
If you're goin' to drink, might as well drink until you hit the
Afta you hit the floor, get yo ass up and a couple mo

Aight, I'm alright, listen to my words, I have dranken up the bar
And yet a swurl I heard
I looked down at red neck, he like he was about to hurl
Robby actin' similiar but was spinnin' like the world

Now real rednecks can get drunk like shit I've neva seen
Ten shots bud lights fo chasin' and ready for eleventeen
Demolition derbys at the races rodeos and streets
ever legal liqour sold white folks will meet

But we all to get fucked up and when I say we
I'm about every nationality on this G L O B E
And some do, some don't, some like it, some won't
I'll tell you wut, I love so much, I'm fucked up right now

is my drinkin' song
And ain't no rules, wut you waitin' on
Pop a bottle, pour your self a shot or even your own
If you're goin' to drink, might as well until you hit the floor
Afta you hit the floor, get yo ass up and a couple mo

This is my drinkin'
And ain't no rules, wut you waitin' on
Pop a bottle, your self a shot or even brew your own
If goin' to drink, might as well drink until you hit the floor
Afta you hit the floor, get yo ass up and pour a mo

We jump in Slappa's car, don't worry this fool wasn't
The would've been ridiculous and we wouldn't've survived
Believe it or not I was the sober of the five of us
Liquor in me got to piss again I like I'm 'bout to bust

Good thing we got out the fo me to handle my buisness
I jumped out to my lizard and God as my witness
I see a truck load of moonshine behind some trees
Wit the keys in it and around, no one but me

This mean, we can get drunker and
And make us some from Mariana, Arkansas
Through the woods to Tennessee
This start anotha good ol'boy fraiser drinkin' day
In the back of a chevelle, up shootin' of this daze

This is my drinkin'
And there no rules, wut you waitin' on
Pop a bottle, pour your self a or even brew your own
If goin' to drink, might as well drink until you hit the floor
Afta you hit the floor, get yo ass up and pour a mo

is my drinkin' song
And there no rules, wut you waitin' on
Pop a bottle, pour your self a or even brew your own
If you're to drink, might as well drink until you hit the floor
Afta you hit the floor, get yo ass up and pour a mo