Luyện nghe bài hát Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp

This is the true about Mackin

it, times are changin'
Talk about it, more so year
But the mornin', stoned 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, come on, girl, yeah

And I be catchin' them northern pike, 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', like a villain, fillin'

Whack MC killin', the fine hoe drillin' with the million talent
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 toxic, melodic, neurotic product
Fresh the harvest, who'll be the largest, hardest, smartest
Label in town, top dog get down, uhh, radio won't me
But still I got the kids the world goin' Kid Rock crazyin'

Wicked witches be flyin' on broomsticks, Kid 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 quit frontin' like y'all know

When I step straight into the party with my Tino
What's up? so get a look bro, get a good gander
I'm in Detroit, but my name ain't Stanzler
Spreadin' like a cancer, a virus, you're lookin' really 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 line gets drawn my eyes can't see
Hit me twice the tussin' and the morphine IV

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

One for you
Now throw your hands in the air and rock y'all
throw your hands up high, hip hop y'all
Just your hands in the air and let's rock y'all
Because a Detroit party stop y'all

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

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

The purple furs and the trim glasses
I only bust the fat asses, and I don't be givin' a
Who da hell can rap better me, 'cause I'm a true
Fuckin' player and I mack like a G H I J K L M N O P

Is for pimpin', early mornin' pimpin'
I down, been around
From the to the top
Partyin' with the slimmies in the cities that I rock

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

Hey, hey, hey on yo
Now throw your hands in the air and rock y'all
throw your hands up high, hip hop y'all
Just 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 rock
Just throw your side to side, hip hop y'all
throw your hands in the air, let's rock 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 goddamn
So stick it up your ass the sun don't shine
I'm vertically challenged, you're blind

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 break of dawn, the early morn

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

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

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

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

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