Luyện nghe bài hát Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp

This is the story about Mackin

it, times are changin'
Talk it, more so each year
But the early mornin', pimp is here, yeah
So let it rain, and let the rock

And if ya hear me yawn, just 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 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 million dollar
And the ten cent brain, been too long, too much 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

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

Wicked witches be on broomsticks, Kid Rock be comin'
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 frontin' like y'all don't know

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

Like Billy 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 with the tussin' and the morphine IV

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

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

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

Now I'm the self made on a mountain on Mars
Got the green, cut it with the high roll gloss
A Lincoln Continental and a grand
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 can rap better than me, 'cause I'm a true
Fuckin' player and I like a real G H I J K L M N O P

Is for pimpin', mornin' stoned pimpin'
I down, been around
From the 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 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 in the air and let's rock y'all
throw your hands up high, hip hop y'all
Just throw your in the air and let's rock y'all
Because a Detroit party don't stop

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

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

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

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

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

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

the radio, ya look so fine
With the drama, yeah
Well, well, well ohh,
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
With the boogie