Luyện nghe bài hát Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp

This is the story about Mackin

Check it, are changin'
Talk about it, 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, drop that top
on, girl, hey, hey, hey
Well, well, well, well, hey, hey, hey
Well well well well, well, on, girl, yeah

And I be catchin' them northern pike, like on a ten pound
Possess, never fess, a guess, I be the early mornin'
Stoned pimp, straight limpin', farm drinkin'
At the party big pinchin', chillin', like a villain, balloon fillin'

Whack MC killin', the fine hoe with the million dollar talent
And the ten cent brain, been gone too long, too 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 here toxic, melodic, neurotic product
Fresh from the harvest, be the largest, hardest, smartest
Label in town, top dog get down, uhh, radio won't me
But still I got the kids around the world goin' Kid Rock

witches be flyin' on broomsticks, Kid Rock be comin'
With the boom, boom, boom biatch, I the sticks biatch
from the RO, Kid Rock I ain't 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
up? so get a good look bro, get a good gander
I'm made in Detroit, but my name ain't
like a cancer, a virus, while 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 when my eyes see
Hit me twice with the tussin' and the IV

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

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

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

Now I'm the made mack on a mountain on Mars
Got the money green, cut it the high roll gloss
A Continental and a grand Marquis
Rag top, down, rollin' on chrome D's biatch

The purple and the gold trim glasses
I only bust the fat asses, and I don't be givin' a
Who da hell can rap better than me, I'm a true
Fuckin' player and I 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 that I

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

Hey, hey, hey on yo
Now throw your in the air and let's rock y'all
Just throw your up high, hip hop y'all
Just throw hands in the air and let's rock y'all
a Detroit party don't stop y'all

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

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

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

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

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

Ridin' the neighborhood
Me and Kid Rock up to no good
With the drama, yeah
With your leather miniskirt and we got wine

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

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