Luyện nghe bài hát Hard White

It's the boy Jon (Yeah!)
Got my partner Yelawolf me (What's up Yela?)
You know it's to crank the club up
Let's go!

You ain't gotta lay on your bed to know you already fucked up
Lettin' me in the motherfuckin' game is lettin' me drunk-drivin' truck
When Yelawolf arrived in this club, already had in my cup
I done took another hit, I done ran a bitch that's lookin' lifeless and stuck
Baby, what's wrong you now? What, you ain't happy with' red bottoms?
Mad I'm in VIP with' a fuckin' Jack bottle!?
Tom, Dick, and Harry
But I got up in this bitch with' a tank top 'cause I spit so darn quick and scary
That's why so quick to compare me
But fuck the with' a spiked dick when it can fit barely
They think I'ma Limp Bizkit, their spit's jelly
But I put 'em in the woods, I'm a redneck, I'm a hick, me
Go ahead, what the does it matter to me?
'Cause after me, there'll only be wannabes, and ain't-never-gonna-bes
Yeah, in this forest, I'm a tree
My limbs are in tattoos, and my roots, they run deep ah!

Two bottles, shawty, two bitches
Two tens, that's a win-win
Happy birthday, I'm feelin' new
on me, for me not you
Up in the club, don't a fuck
Up in the club, give a fuck
Up in the club, give a fuck
Up in the club, don't give a fuck

I don't know to say after that first verse, I mean, like, damn, I just killed it
What the fuck am I supposed to do with this cow? I done already it
Smoke another cigarette, unfiltered, let go of anything I'm feelin'
They done broke me down so many times that I'm no longer rappin', I'm buildin'
With' one brick, two brick, three brick,
Underneath the steps of my single-wide
Raised by them dope boys, so I how them things look
for the recipe, rest in peace, Wayne Bush
I don't cook my shit, I don't break it for you motherfucker out there waitin' around
For some rap savior, you better up at what it is that you facin' now
'Cause Jesus drives a Harley, the wears Prada
If God was one of us, he'd prob'ly drink
I still kick it at the when I get rich
'Cause rich or broke, I'm still as dope, the realest as real as this
Dead or alive, I'll put a stamp in this
You'll see rock and roll do hip-hop like I did

Two bottles, shawty, two waitin'
Two tens, that's a win-win
Happy birthday, I'm brand new
on me for me, not you

Up in the club, don't give a
Up in the club, don't give a
Up in the club, don't a fuck
Up in the club, don't give a fuck

Yeah, yeah (Y'all know we give a fuck)
It's (Yeah)
Shady (Yeah) don't give a fuck (Nah)
(Ya boy Jon, we rep the South)
birthday, Alabama

Up in the club, don't a fuck ah
(Up in the club, don't give a fuck)
I in the buildin', I own the buildin', bitch!