Luyện nghe bài hát E.m.s.p.

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

And I be catchin' northern pike
Like on a ten test
Success, fess, take a guess
I be the mornin' stoned pimp,
limpin,
Boone's drinkin,
At the party big pinchin'
Chillin, like a villian, balloon fillin MC killin, the fine ho drillin
With the million talent
And the ten brain,
Been too long, too much cocaine,
But now I'm back, on the block
I'm to rock
to right, all night
My game's tight, I wish you
a bite
Out of here toxic, melodic, neurotic product
Fresh the harvest
Who'll be the largest, smartest label in town
Top Dog get

Radio won't me, but still I got the kids around
the world Kid Rock crazy
Wicked be flyin' on broomsticks,
Kid Rock be comin' with the boom boom biatch
I the sticks biatch
Straight the RO

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

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

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

Just throw your hands up high, let's rock
throw your hands side to side, hip hop y'all
Just throw your hands up high, let's rock
Because the Kid Rock party stop y'all

Now I'm the self made mack on a on Mars
Got the money green cut it with the high clause
A Lincoln Continental and a Gran
Rag top, drop down, on chrome D's bitch
The purple furs and the trim glasses
I bust the fat asses
And I don't be givin a fuck who da hell can rap than me
Cause I'm a true fuckin' player and I mack like a real G H-I-J-K, is for pimpin,
Early mornin' pimpin
I been down, around,
From the to the top
Partyin' down with the slimmies in the cities I rock

Ooh baby, baby, baby let me ya
Or if you wanna get your freak on, I'll just ya
the Ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh, ooh ahhh, biatch, shit
Im the Early Morning Pi-imp

Hey hey hey
on yo.

Now throw hands in the air and let's rock y'all
Just throw your hands up high, hip hop
throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all
Because the Detroit party stop y'all

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

My is Tino, you know
let's get funky,
I'm like Lenny Bruce girl but I ain't no junkie
with the Kid in my '71
To the crib of
get us some, ladies
We keep em on a ah
Midgets in the house wanna my finger
Comin' for ya baby cause your so sure
How do ya like me now in my brand new
I'm a natural born
Not Raft
One of these days you kids will pay for my
So groove baby, groove call your mama
I'm Charlie Hooker baby
I got the boogie
With the drama
With the boogie
With the boogie

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