Luyện nghe bài hát Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp

This is the story about Mackin

Check it, times are
about it, more so each year
But the early mornin', stoned pimp is here,
So let it rain, and let the guitar

And if ya me yawn, just 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 pike, like on a ten pound test
Possess, never fess, take a guess, I be the mornin'
Stoned pimp, straight limpin', Boone's farm
At the party big booty pinchin', chillin', a villain, balloon fillin'

Whack MC killin', the fine hoe drillin' the million dollar talent
And the ten cent brain, been gone too long, too cocaine
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 this here toxic, melodic, 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'

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 ain't s no
Ahh, yes you are hoe, so quit frontin' like y'all know

When I step straight into the with my homeboy Tino
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 lookin' really gay

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

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

One for you
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 rock y'all
Because a Detroit party stop y'all

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

Now I'm the self mack on a mountain on Mars
Got the money green, cut it with the roll gloss
A Lincoln Continental and a grand
Rag top, drop down, on chrome D's biatch

The purple furs and the gold glasses
I only bust the fat asses, and I don't be 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', mornin' stoned pimpin'
I been down, been
From the to the top
Partyin' down with the slimmies in the cities I rock

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

Hey, hey, hey on yo
Now your hands in the air and let's rock y'all
Just throw your hands up high, hip hop
Just throw your hands in the air and let's rock
Because a Detroit party stop y'all

Just throw your up high, let's rock y'all
Just your hands 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 them tits
I might be a little small hoe but I ain't no midget
So stick it up your ass where the sun don't
I'm vertically challenged, vertically blind

I'm three foot nine, it's ten 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 early

I'm a thorn in side, can you feel me stickin'
pills a day bitch, I ain't bullshittin'
So groove baby, groove baby call your
I'm Charlie 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 were up to no good
With the boogie drama,
With your leather miniskirt and we got some

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

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