Luyện nghe bài hát Hard White

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

You ain't gotta lay down on your bed to you already fucked up
me in the motherfuckin' game is lettin' me drunk-drivin' your truck
When arrived 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 with' you now? What, you ain't happy with' red
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
why they're so quick to compare me
But fuck the critics with' a dick when 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, the fuck does it matter to me?
'Cause after me, there'll only be wannabes, and mostly
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, don't give a
Up in the club, give a fuck
Up in the club, still don't give a

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

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

Up in the club, give 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

Yeah, (Y'all know we don't give a fuck)
It's (Yeah)
Shady (Yeah) still 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, still give a fuck)
I in the buildin', I own the buildin', bitch!