Luyện nghe bài hát Hard White (up In The Club)

It's the boy Jon (Yeah!)
Got my partner with' me (What's up Yela?)
You it's time 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' is lettin' me drunk-drivin' your truck
When Yelawolf arrived in this club, had five in my cup
I done took another hit, I done ran into a bitch lookin' lifeless and stuck
Baby, what's wrong with' you now? What, you ain't with' red bottoms?
Mad 'cause I'm in VIP a fuckin' Jack bottle!?
With' Tom, Dick, and
But I got up in bitch with' a tank top 'cause I spit so very darn quick and scary
That's why so quick to compare me
But the critics with' a spiked 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, what the fuck does it to me?
'Cause after me, there'll 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, that's a situation
Happy birthday, I'm brand 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, don't give a
Up in the club, still give a fuck

I don't know what to say after that first verse, I mean, like, damn, I just it
What the fuck am I supposed to do with this cow? I already milked it
another cigarette, unfiltered, let go of anything that I'm feelin'
They done broke me 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 door
Raised by them dope boys, so I how them things look
Thanks for the recipe, rest in peace, Wayne
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 it is that you facin' now
'Cause Jesus a Harley, the devil 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 ain't as real as this
Dead or alive, I'll put a stamp in this
You'll never see rock and roll do hip-hop 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, don't give a
Up in the club, give a fuck
Up in the club, don't give a
Up in the club, still give a fuck

Yeah, yeah (Y'all know we don't a fuck)
Ghett-O-Vision (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, still don't a fuck)
I in the buildin', I own the buildin', bitch!