Luyện nghe bài hát E.m.s.p.

A ha ha, that's motherfuckers
I'm Back.
is the true story about mackin
it
Times are
Talk it
so each year,
But the Mornin'
Stoned 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 catchin' them northern
on a ten pound test
Success, never fess, take a
I be the early mornin' pimp,
limpin,
Boone's drinkin,
At the big booty pinchin'
Chillin, a villian, balloon fillin Whack MC killin, the fine ho drillin
With the dollar talent
And the ten brain,
Been too long, too much cocaine,
But now I'm back, on the block
I'm ready to
to right, all night
My game's tight, I wish you
Take a
Out of this here toxic, melodic, product
from the harvest
Who'll be the largest, hardest label in town
Top Dog get

won't play me, but still I got the kids around
the world goin' Kid Rock
Wicked witches be on broomsticks,
Kid Rock be comin' with the boom boom biatch
I from the biatch
from the RO

"Kid I ain'ts no bitch"
Ah, yes you are ho
So quit frontin' ya don't know,
when I step straight into the with my homeboy

"What's up?"
So get a good bro
Get a good
I'm in Detroit
but my aint Stanzler
like a cancer, a virus
While you're really gay like fuckin' Billy Ray Cyrus
I'm the MC of all time
Got my on the D
And the D on my And the line gets 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 your hands in the air and let's rock y'all
throw your 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 stop

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

Now I'm the self mack on a mountain on Mars
Got the money green cut it with the roll clause
A Lincoln Continental and a Marquis
Rag top, drop down, on chrome D's bitch
The purple and the gold trim glasses
I bust the fat asses
And I don't be givin a fuck who da can rap better than me
Cause I'm a true fuckin' and I mack like a real G H-I-J-K, L-M-N-O-P is for pimpin,
Early stoned pimpin
I been down, around,
the bottom to the top
Partyin' down with the slimmies in the cities that I

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

Hey hey hey
on yo.

Now throw hands 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
Because the Detroit party don't stop

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

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

Ridin' the neighborhood
Me and Kid were up to no good
With the boogie
With your leather miniskirt and we got wine
the radio ya look so fine
With the drama
the boogie drama
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 boogie
With the boogie
the boogie drama