Luyện nghe bài hát E.m.s.p.

A ha ha, right motherfuckers
I'm Back.
This is the true story mackin
it
Times are
about it
More so year,
But the Mornin'
Pimp 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' them northern
Like on a ten test
Success, never fess, take a
I be the early mornin' pimp,
limpin,
Boone's drinkin,
At the big booty pinchin'
Chillin, like a villian, balloon fillin MC killin, the fine ho drillin
the million dollar 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 this here toxic, melodic, neurotic
Fresh from the
Who'll be the largest, hardest smartest label in
Top Dog get

Radio won't play me, but still I got the around
the world goin' Kid Rock
witches be flyin' on broomsticks,
Kid Rock be with the boom boom boom biatch
I from the 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 with my homeboy

"What's up?"
So get a good bro
Get a gander
I'm made in
but my name Stanzler
Spreadin' a cancer, a virus
While you're lookin' gay like 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 gets drawn when my eyes see
Hit me twice the Tussin and the morphine IV
I be
What they call an O-G
I'm the motherfuckin' Mornin' Stoned Pimp

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

Now I'm the made mack on a mountain on Mars
Got the money green cut it with the high roll
A Continental and a Gran Marquis
Rag top, drop down, on chrome D's bitch
The furs and the gold trim glasses
I bust the fat asses
And I be givin a fuck who da hell can rap better 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' stoned
I been down, around,
the bottom to the top
Partyin' down the slimmies in the cities that I rock

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

Hey hey hey
on yo.

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 rock
Because the Detroit party stop y'all

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

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

Ridin' the neighborhood
Me and Kid Rock up to no good
With the boogie
With your miniskirt and we got some 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
on everybody
With the boogie
With the boogie
With the drama