Luyện nghe bài hát Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp

This is the story about Mackin

Check it, times are
Talk about it, so each year
But the mornin', stoned pimp is here, yeah
So let it rain, and let the rock

And if ya hear me yawn, just drop top
on, girl, hey, hey, hey
Well, well, well, well, hey, hey, hey
Well well well well, well, come on, girl,

And I be catchin' them northern pike, on a ten pound test
Possess, fess, take a guess, I be the early mornin'
Stoned pimp, straight limpin', farm drinkin'
At the party big booty pinchin', chillin', a villain, balloon fillin'

Whack MC killin', the fine hoe drillin' with the dollar talent
And the ten brain, been gone too long, too much cocaine
But now that I'm back, on the block, I'm to rock
to right, all night, my game's tight, I wish you might

Take a bite, out of this toxic, melodic, neurotic product
Fresh from the harvest, be the largest, hardest, smartest
Label in town, top dog get down, uhh, radio play me
But still I got the kids around the goin' Kid Rock crazyin'

Wicked witches be flyin' on broomsticks, Kid Rock be
With the boom, boom, boom biatch, I the sticks biatch
from the RO, Kid Rock I ain't s no bitch
Ahh, yes you are hoe, so frontin' like y'all don't know

When I step straight the party with my homeboy Tino
What's up? so get a good look bro, get a gander
I'm made in Detroit, but my name Stanzler
like a cancer, a virus, while you're lookin' really gay

Like fuckin' Ray Cyrus, I'm the highest MC of all time
Got my on the D and the D on my mind
And the line gets drawn my eyes can't see
Hit me twice with the and the morphine IV

I be, what they call an OG
I'm the early mornin' stoned pimp
Say

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

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

Now I'm the self mack on a mountain on Mars
Got the money green, cut it the high roll gloss
A Lincoln and a grand Marquis
Rag top, drop down, on chrome D's biatch

The furs and the gold trim glasses
I only bust the fat asses, and I don't be givin' a
Who da hell can rap better than me, I'm a true
player and I mack like a real G H I J K L M N O P

Is for pimpin', early mornin' stoned
I been down, around
From the to the top
Partyin' down with the slimmies in the cities I rock

So ahh, ooh baby, baby, let me love ya
Or if you wanna get your freak on, I'll just ya
the ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh, ooh ahh, biatch, shit
I'm the early stoned pimp

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

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

I'm Joe C bitch, let me get them tits
I might be a small hoe but I ain't no goddamn midget
So stick it up your ass where the sun shine
I'm vertically challenged, you're vertically

I'm three foot nine, it's ten long
I'm gonna smack that ass after I this bong
I can flow on all night long
Till the break of dawn, till the morn

I'm a thorn in side, can you feel me stickin'
Eighty pills a day bitch, I bullshittin'
So groove baby, groove baby call momma
I'm like Charlie hooker

I got the drama
With the drama, what?
the boogie drama, yeah
With the drama, ohh, yeah

Ridin' the neighborhood
Me and Kid were up to no good
With the boogie drama,
With your leather and we got some wine

Playin' the radio, ya look so
the boogie drama, yeah
Well, well, well ohh,
Let's get funky, my job

Punchin to five, seven times, times twenty four, times twelve
Day in and day out
Well, with the boogie
With the boogie