Luyện nghe bài hát E.m.s.p.

A ha ha, that's right
I'm Back.
This is the true story mackin
it
Times are
Talk it
so each year,
But the Early
Stoned is here.
So let it rain, and let the rock
And if ya me
Just that top
on...
Hey hey hey
Well well well
Hey hey hey
Well well well

And I be them northern pike
Like on a ten pound
Success, never fess, take a
I be the early mornin' pimp,
limpin,
Boone's drinkin,
At the party big pinchin'
Chillin, a villian, balloon fillin Whack MC killin, the fine ho drillin
With the million dollar
And the ten brain,
Been gone too long, too cocaine,
But now I'm back, on the block
I'm ready to
Left to right, all
My game's tight, I you might
a bite
Out of this here toxic, melodic, neurotic
Fresh from the
Who'll be the largest, smartest label in town
Top Dog get

Radio play me, but still I got the kids around
the world goin' Kid crazy
Wicked be flyin' on broomsticks,
Kid Rock be comin' the boom boom boom biatch
I from the sticks
Straight the RO

"Kid Rock I no bitch"
Ah, yes you are ho
So quit like ya don't know,
when I step straight the party with my homeboy

"What's up?"
So get a good bro
Get a good
I'm made in
but my name aint
Spreadin' like a cancer, a
While you're lookin' really gay fuckin' Billy Ray Cyrus
I'm the MC of all time
Got my on the D
And the D on my mind And the line drawn when my eyes can't see
Hit me with the Tussin and the morphine IV
I be
What they call an O-G
I'm the motherfuckin' Mornin' Stoned Pimp

Now throw your in the air and let's rock y'all
Just your hands up high, hip hop y'all
Just throw your hands in the air and let's y'all
the Detroit party don't stop y'all

Just your hands up high, let's rock y'all
Just throw your hands to side, hip hop y'all
Just throw your up high, let's rock y'all
Because the Kid Rock party don't stop

Now I'm the self made mack on a on Mars
Got the money cut it with the high roll clause
A Continental and a Gran Marquis
Rag top, drop down, rollin' on D's bitch
The purple furs and the gold glasses
I only the fat asses
And I don't be givin a fuck who da hell can rap better me
Cause I'm a true fuckin' player and I mack like a G H-I-J-K, L-M-N-O-P is for pimpin,
Early stoned pimpin
I down, been around,
From the to the top
Partyin' with the slimmies in the cities that I rock

Ooh baby, baby, let me love ya
Or if you wanna get your freak on, I'll just ya
With the Ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh, ooh ahhh, biatch,
Im the Early Morning Stoned

Hey hey hey
on yo.

Now throw your hands in the air and let's y'all
Just throw hands up high, hip hop y'all
Just throw your in the air and let's rock y'all
Because the Detroit party don't y'all

Just throw your hands up high, let's rock
Just throw hands side to side, hip hop y'all
throw your hands up high, let's rock y'all
Because the Kid Rock party don't stop

My is Tino, you know
Baby get funky,
I'm like Lenny Bruce girl but I no goddamn junkie
Cruisin' the Kid in my '71
To the of love
get us some, ladies
We em on a string ah
in the house wanna smell my finger
Comin' for ya baby cause your so bumpin'
How do ya like me now in my brand new
I'm a born hoodlum
Not Raft
One of days you kids will pay for my autograph
So groove baby, groove call your mama
I'm like Charlie Hooker
I got the boogie
With the boogie
With the drama
With the boogie

Ridin' around the
Me and Kid Rock were up to no
the boogie drama
With your leather miniskirt and we got wine
Playin' the radio ya look so
the boogie drama
With the boogie
Let's get funky, my job
9 ta 5, 7 times, times 24, times 12
Day in and day out
Let's get
Come on
With the drama
the boogie drama
With the boogie