Luyện nghe bài hát Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp

This is the true story about

Check it, are changin'
Talk about it, more so year
But the early mornin', pimp 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' northern pike, like on a ten pound test
Possess, never fess, take a guess, I be the early
pimp, straight limpin', Boone's farm drinkin'
At the big booty pinchin', chillin', like a villain, balloon fillin'

MC killin', the fine hoe drillin' with the million dollar talent
And the ten cent brain, been gone too long, too cocaine
But now that I'm back, on the block, I'm ready to
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, radio play me
But still I got the around the world goin' Kid Rock crazyin'

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

I step straight into the party with my homeboy Tino
What's up? so get a good bro, get a good gander
I'm made in Detroit, but my ain't 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 on the D and the D on my mind
And the line gets drawn when my 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' stoned
Say

One for you
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 rock
Because a Detroit party don't y'all

Just throw your hands up high, let's y'all
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 with the high gloss
A Lincoln Continental and a Marquis
Rag top, drop down, rollin' on chrome D's

The purple furs and the gold 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
player and I mack like a real G H I J K L M N O P

Is for pimpin', mornin' stoned pimpin'
I been down, been
the bottom to the top
Partyin' down with the slimmies in the cities that I

So ahh, ooh baby, baby, baby let me ya
Or if you wanna get your freak on, I'll just ya
With the ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh, ooh ahh, biatch,
I'm the early 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 throw your hands in the air and let's rock
Because a Detroit party stop y'all

Just throw your hands up high, rock y'all
Just throw your hands side to side, hip hop
throw 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 damn tits
I might be a little 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 vertically

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

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

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

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

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

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