Luyện nghe bài hát Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp

This is the true about Mackin

Check it, times are
Talk about it, more so each
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, well, come on, girl,

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

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

Take a bite, out of this here toxic, melodic, neurotic
from 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'

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

When I step straight into the party with my homeboy
What's up? so get a good look bro, get a gander
I'm made in Detroit, but my name Stanzler
Spreadin' like a cancer, a virus, while you're 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 with the tussin' and the morphine IV

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

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

Just throw hands up high, let's rock y'all
Just throw your hands side to side, hip hop
Just throw your hands up high, rock y'all
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 the high roll gloss
A Lincoln Continental and a Marquis
Rag top, drop down, on chrome D's biatch

The purple furs and the gold trim
I only bust the fat asses, and I be givin' a fuck
Who da hell can rap better me, 'cause 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 stoned pimpin'
I been down, been
From the to the top
down with the slimmies in the cities that I rock

So ahh, ooh baby, baby, let me love ya
Or if you wanna get your freak on, I'll 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 hands in the air and rock y'all
Just throw your up high, hip hop y'all
Just throw your hands in the air and let's y'all
a Detroit party don't stop y'all

Just your hands up high, let's rock y'all
Just your hands side to side, hip hop y'all
Just your hands in the air, let's rock y'all
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 it up your ass where the sun don't shine
I'm vertically challenged, you're blind

I'm three nine, it's ten foot long
I'm gonna smack ass after I pack 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 your momma
I'm like hooker girl

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

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

Playin' the radio, ya so fine
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, with the drama
With the drama