Luyện nghe bài hát Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp

This is the true story about

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

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, well, come on, girl,

And I be them northern pike, like on a ten pound test
Possess, never fess, a guess, I be the early mornin'
Stoned pimp, straight limpin', farm drinkin'
At the party big booty pinchin', chillin', like a villain, fillin'

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

Take a bite, out of here toxic, melodic, neurotic product
Fresh the harvest, who'll be the largest, hardest, smartest
Label in town, top dog get down, uhh, won't play me
But still I got the kids around the world Kid Rock crazyin'

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

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

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

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

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

Just your hands up high, let's rock y'all
throw your hands side to side, hip hop y'all
Just throw your hands up high, let's rock
Because a Kid Rock party stop y'all

Now I'm the made mack 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 chrome D's

The purple furs and the trim glasses
I only bust the fat asses, and I don't be givin' a
Who da hell can rap better than me, 'cause I'm a
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, been
the bottom to the top
Partyin' down the slimmies in the cities that I rock

So ahh, ooh baby, baby, baby let me ya
Or if you wanna get freak on, I'll just fuck ya
With the ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh, ooh ahh, biatch,
I'm the mornin' stoned 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 your hands in the air and let's rock y'all
a Detroit party 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 throw your hands in the air, rock y'all
Because a Kid Rock party don't y'all

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

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

I'm a thorn in side, can you feel me stickin'
Eighty a day bitch, I ain't bullshittin'
So groove baby, baby call your momma
I'm like Charlie girl

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

Ridin' around the
Me and Kid Rock up to no good
the boogie drama, yeah
With your leather miniskirt and we got some

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

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