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

Two bottles, shawty, two waitin'
Two tens, a win-win situation
Happy birthday, I'm brand new
on me, for me not you
Up in the club, don't give a
Up in the club, give a fuck
Up in the club, give a fuck
Up in the club, still give a fuck

I don't know to say after that first verse, I mean, like, damn, I just killed it
the fuck am I supposed to do with this cow? I done already milked it
Smoke another cigarette, unfiltered, let go of anything that I'm
They done broke me so many times before that I'm no longer rappin', I'm buildin'
With' one brick, two brick, three brick,
Underneath the steps of my door
Raised by them dope boys, so I know how them things
Thanks for the recipe, in peace, Wayne Bush
I don't my shit, I don't break it down for you motherfucker out there waitin' around
For some rap savior, you better look up at what it is you facin' now
'Cause Jesus drives a Harley, the wears Prada
If God was one of us, he'd drink vodka
I still kick it at the party I get rich
rich or broke, I'm still as dope, the realest ain't as real as this
Dead or alive, I'll put a stamp in bitch
You'll never see and roll do hip-hop like I did

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

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

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

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