Luyện nghe bài hát Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp

This is the true about Mackin

Check it, are changin'
Talk about it, more so year
But the early mornin', stoned is here, yeah
So let it rain, and let the guitar

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

And I be catchin' them northern pike, like on a ten test
Possess, never fess, take a guess, I be the mornin'
Stoned pimp, straight limpin', Boone's drinkin'
At the big booty pinchin', chillin', like a villain, balloon fillin'

Whack MC killin', the fine hoe drillin' with the million talent
And the ten cent brain, been too long, too much cocaine
But now that I'm back, on the block, I'm to rock
Left to right, all night, my game's tight, I 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 world Kid Rock crazyin'

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

When I step into the party with my homeboy Tino
What's up? so get a look bro, get a good gander
I'm in Detroit, but my name ain't Stanzler
Spreadin' like a cancer, a virus, while lookin' really gay

Like fuckin' Billy Ray Cyrus, I'm the highest MC of all
Got my mind on the D and the D on my
And the line gets drawn when my eyes see
Hit me twice with the tussin' and the IV

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

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

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

Now I'm the self made on a mountain on Mars
Got the money green, cut it with the high gloss
A Lincoln Continental and a Marquis
Rag top, drop down, rollin' on D's biatch

The purple furs and the trim glasses
I only bust the fat asses, and I be givin' a fuck
Who da hell can rap better than me, 'cause I'm a
Fuckin' player and I like a real G H I J K L M N O P

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

the radio, ya look so fine
With the boogie drama,
Well, well, ohh, baby
get funky, that's my job

Punchin nine to five, seven times, times four, times twelve
Day in and day out
Well, the boogie drama
the boogie drama