Luyện nghe bài hát Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp

This is the true story about

Check it, are changin'
Talk about it, more so each
But the early mornin', stoned pimp is here,
So let it rain, and let the rock

And if ya hear me yawn, just drop 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 test
Possess, never fess, take a guess, I be the mornin'
Stoned pimp, limpin', Boone's farm drinkin'
At the big booty pinchin', chillin', like a villain, balloon fillin'

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

Take a bite, out of this toxic, melodic, neurotic product
Fresh from the harvest, be the largest, hardest, smartest
Label in town, top dog get down, uhh, radio play me
But still I got the kids the world goin' Kid Rock crazyin'

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

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

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

I be, what they an OG bitch
I'm the motherfuckin' early mornin' stoned
Say

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

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

Now I'm the self mack 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, on chrome D's biatch

The purple and the gold trim glasses
I bust the fat asses, and I don't be givin' a fuck
Who da can rap better than me, 'cause I'm a true
Fuckin' 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, around
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 get your freak on, I'll just fuck ya
the ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh, ooh ahh, biatch, shit
I'm the early stoned pimp

Hey, hey, hey on yo
Now throw your hands in the air and 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 party don't stop 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 in the air, let's y'all
Because a Kid party don't stop y'all

I'm Joe C bitch, let me get them damn
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, you're vertically

I'm three foot nine, ten foot long
I'm gonna smack that ass I pack this bong
I can flow on all night long
Till the break of dawn, till the early

I'm a thorn in your side, can you feel me
Eighty pills a day bitch, I bullshittin'
So groove baby, groove baby call your
I'm Charlie hooker girl

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

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

Playin' the radio, ya so fine
With the drama, yeah
Well, well, ohh, baby
get funky, that's my job

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