Luyện nghe bài hát Get Away

[verse 1:
of a day to load a .22 and take it to the woods and let it ring into the night
and break a bottle with the bullet, yes i'm it motherfucker
not a single solitary thing is from my southern roots
i'm liable just to take a chevrolet and run it the mud for giggles
huh, what a son of a bitch my momma raised into a rapper that could tell story my uncle when he's drinking
product of a environment, fuck is y'all thinking?
meaning i'm working-working than any artist can ever do it simply cause i'm made that way
i build a house around your ass before you could realize, that you were in the neighborhood yelawolf made
so call me a and tell your boys about it, tell'em i'm an alabama wanna-be, i be that
i'll just take it to the studio and drop a bomb on you a motherfucking beanbag, i need that

[hook:
get
tell my folks up the j's
bring yelawolf a deuce, sit up on the roof of the broken Chevrolet
talk till there's nothing to say, cause if i don't get away
people see my trailer park ways, then you gonna have to get away from me
drink some, smoke
you gonna have to get from me
load up the guns, up the guns
then have to get away from me
drink some, some
cause if i don't get
people see my park ghetto ways, then you gonna have to get away from me

[verse 2: fatt]
man, i done been it all
i'd a been up and what it is to fall
punk feeling all on my balls
without a probable cause a nigga sittin'
dog, you do something fatt
on the road wolf, why'd you come back?
cause up there, don't want to play fair
got me pinned to the wall like a fucking
dumb fatt, dumb hell, criticize a for the crack i sell?
like you could give a if a nigga eat well
or eat at all, want to see me
let 'em see that? naw dawg, lies
as i got catfish on my side
bitch i'm up, up to the sky
up, let's get high
wave at 'em bye, i that

[verse 3:
20 20 still spittin' 'em out
piss on your porch and still shit in your house
they put my in your mouth
it back out
put it in
on the floor
skeet on the
which one of you motherfuckers think your thug enough or
rug or
gutter or
fast to keep up (huh?)
most retarded motherfucker in the whole wide world ain't stupid or dumb enough to with
if in, say you're in, (say you're in!)
and if you're in some business
knuckle up, buckle up, up, huddle up,
we goin' do? "win!"
not in there, not a nigga outta can compare
to what i do to these boys on these bars and these
in these clubs, in bars
on these tables and
I that!