Luyện nghe bài hát Hard White

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

You ain't lay down on your bed to know you already fucked up
Lettin' me in the motherfuckin' game is me drunk-drivin' your truck
When Yelawolf in this club, already had five in my cup
I done took another hit, I done ran into a bitch that's lifeless and stuck
Baby, what's wrong you now? What, you ain't happy with' red bottoms?
Mad 'cause I'm in VIP with' a Jack bottle!?
With' Tom, Dick, and
But I got up in this bitch with' a tank top 'cause I spit so very darn quick and
That's why they're so quick to me
But fuck the critics with' a dick when it can fit barely
They probably 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, the fuck does it matter to me?
'Cause after me, 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 a fuck
Up in the club, don't give a
Up in the club, don't a fuck
Up in the club, still don't a fuck

I know what to say after that first verse, I mean, like, damn, I just killed it
What the 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 me down so many times before that I'm no longer rappin', I'm buildin'
one brick, two brick, three brick, four
Underneath the steps of my single-wide
Raised by them dope boys, so I know how things look
Thanks for the recipe, rest in peace, Bush
I don't cook my shit, I don't break it down for you out there waitin' around
For some rap savior, you better look up at what it is you facin' now
'Cause drives a Harley, the devil wears Prada
If God was one of us, prob'ly drink vodka
I still kick it at the party when I get
'Cause or broke, I'm still as dope, the realest ain't as real as this
Dead or alive, I'll put a in this bitch
You'll never see rock and roll do like I did

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

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

Yeah, yeah (Y'all know we give a fuck)
Ghett-O-Vision (Yeah)
Shady (Yeah) don't give a fuck (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!