Luyện nghe bài hát Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp

This is the true about Mackin

it, times are changin'
Talk about it, so each year
But the early mornin', stoned is here, yeah
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, on, girl, yeah

And I be them northern 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 big booty pinchin', chillin', like a villain, balloon fillin'

Whack MC killin', the fine hoe with the million dollar talent
And the ten brain, been gone 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

a bite, out of this here toxic, melodic, neurotic product
Fresh from the harvest, 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 goin' Kid Rock crazyin'

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

I step straight into the party with my homeboy Tino
What's up? so get a good look bro, get a 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 when my eyes can't see
Hit me twice the tussin' and the morphine IV

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

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

Just throw your 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
a Kid Rock party don't stop y'all

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

The purple furs and the gold trim
I bust the fat asses, and I don't be givin' a fuck
Who da hell can rap better 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', mornin' stoned pimpin'
I been down, been
From the to the top
Partyin' down the slimmies in the cities that I rock

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

Hey, hey, hey on yo
Now throw your hands in the air and let's rock
Just throw your up high, hip hop y'all
Just throw your in the air and let's rock y'all
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
Just throw 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 tits
I might be a little small hoe but I no goddamn midget
So it up your ass where the sun don't shine
I'm vertically challenged, you're blind

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

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

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

around the neighborhood
Me and Kid Rock up to no good
the boogie drama, yeah
With leather miniskirt and we got some wine

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

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