Luyện nghe bài hát E.m.s.p.

A ha ha, right motherfuckers
I'm Back.
This is the true story about
it
Times are
about it
More so year,
But the Early
Pimp is here.
So let it rain, and let the rock
And if ya me
Just drop 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, fess, take a guess
I be the mornin' stoned pimp,
limpin,
Boone's drinkin,
At the big booty pinchin'
Chillin, like a villian, balloon fillin Whack MC killin, the fine ho
With the million dollar
And the ten brain,
Been gone too long, too cocaine,
But now that I'm back, on the
I'm to rock
Left to right, all
My tight, I wish you might
a bite
Out of this here toxic, melodic, product
from the harvest
Who'll be the largest, hardest smartest label in
Top Dog get

Radio won't play me, but I got the kids around
the goin' Kid Rock crazy
witches be flyin' on broomsticks,
Kid Rock be comin' with the boom boom boom
I from the sticks
Straight the RO

"Kid I ain'ts 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 look bro
Get a good
I'm made in
but my name Stanzler
Spreadin' a cancer, a virus
While you're 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 line gets drawn when my eyes see
Hit me twice with the and the morphine IV
I be
What call an O-G bitch
I'm the motherfuckin' Early Mornin' Stoned

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

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

Now I'm the made mack on a mountain on Mars
Got the money green cut it with the roll clause
A Lincoln and a Gran Marquis
Rag top, down, rollin' on chrome D's bitch
The furs and the gold trim glasses
I bust the fat asses
And I don't be a fuck who da hell can rap better than 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,
mornin' stoned pimpin
I down, been around,
From the to the top
Partyin' with the slimmies in the cities that I rock

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

Hey hey hey
on yo.

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

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

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

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