Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Drinkin' Milk Now

Yeah,
Maestro wes

Chorus x2 fresh wes]
It's wes y'all
I'm drinkin' now
I'm drinkin' y'all
I'm milk now

[maestro wes]
First I to crawl, then I learn to walk
I learn to talk, then I learn to rhyme
Suckers try to my lines
But i'mma ya
On the I murder
chump rappers
Since the days of eating gerber's baby
The dude with the pablum, the bad one
I grab the mic just a magnum
Fly girls was jiggling, clinging to my
Wes, you was skins as a baby
Yeah true but I was
Yeah, check out shorty in the
They're some big rhyming at the ciphers
Grown-ups knew I be wealthy
They to say
"that baby boy talent, but his mouth is so filthy"
I worte creazy rhymes to the
Had the, of speach
But I still couldn't reach, the tall of milk
On the table, my were stable
But still I wasn't to get it
I sweat it, I paid it no mind
I wrote another fat rhyme at the of a dime
Now I'm hoping for the day to
So I can hear my say, "wesley you son of a gun"

x2

[maestro wes]
No time for chilling
I a killa rap, made an illa track
Knocking back the
Graduated the formula, I had a scheme
was calling me, just like the pipe to a fiend
But still I had to cool, couldn't play a fool
So many mcs, are out of pre-school
To get a record deal, forget it gotta
Yo yo yo, how did money off?
Got in the shuffle
Ho thought he was a
Every chick he'd he romanced her
Acting like a private
But the music hobbes, is serious as cancer
No place for a rapper, that still wearing
Even if you're signed, still got to struggle
And fat beats is just a piece of the puzzle
So props to the brother that made the soul
Becuase my gave me flack money had my back
Forget the pacifier and your
Came out with three
Now everybody's on these
I got another rhyme, you check it
So fine the mic, engineer and i'mma wreck it

x3

[maestro wes]
You know you got to go for self, support
Like krs said, you got to promote
a fact not a fable, (word)
Get out the
Or be grippling with your record label
No time to play clown, if you want to around
Learn the business, and ain't a playground
No for dr. suess, or mother goose
You can rhyme and produce, but now you got to get
Just a piece of advice, now go your own
And that allowance you're getting money ain't gonna last
(what's this? ) another fat beat I build
You it took a long time
But the borther's milk

x4

Outro fresh wes]
Yeah, out to diggin' in the crates, main source
We out