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 you already fucked up
Lettin' me in the motherfuckin' game is lettin' me drunk-drivin' truck
When arrived 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 wrong with' you now? What, you ain't happy with' red
Mad 'cause I'm in VIP with' a Jack bottle!?
Tom, Dick, and Harry
But I got up in bitch with' a tank top 'cause 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 it can fit barely
They probably think 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 fuck does it 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 are covered in tattoos, and my roots, they run deep ah!

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

Two bottles, shawty, two waitin'
Two tens, that's a situation
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 give a
Up in the club, give a fuck
Up in the club, still don't a fuck

Yeah, (Y'all know 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, give a fuck ah
(Up in the club, still give a fuck)
I in the buildin', I own the buildin', bitch!