Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Drinkin' Milk Now

Yeah,
fresh wes

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

[maestro wes]
First I learn to crawl, then I 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 the mic just like a magnum
Fly was jiggling, clinging to my ding-a-ling
Wes, you was hitting skins as a
Yeah true but I was
Yeah, check out in the diapers
some big motherfuckers rhyming at the ciphers
Grown-ups knew that I be
They to say
"that boy gots talent, but his mouth is so filthy"
I worte creazy rhymes to the
Had the, freedom of
But I still couldn't reach, the glass of milk
On the table, my lyrics were
But still I wasn't to get it
I didn't sweat it, I paid it no
I wrote another fat rhyme at the drop of a
Now I'm hoping for the day to
So I can hear my say, "wesley you son of a gun"

x2

[maestro wes]
No for chilling black
I wrote a killa rap, made an track
back the similack
Graduated from the formula, I had a
Milk was calling me, just like the pipe to a
But I had to play cool, couldn't play a fool
So many mcs, are out of pre-school
To get a record deal, forget it hustle
Yo yo yo, how did money fall
Got in the shuffle
Ho he was a prankster
Every chick he'd meet he her
Acting a private dancer
But the industry hobbes, is serious as cancer
No place for a rapper, that wearing papmpers
if you're signed, you'll 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 labels me flack money had my back
Forget the pacifier and beachnut
Came out with three
Now on these nuts
I got another rhyme, won't you it
So tune the mic, engineer and i'mma wreck it

x3

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

x4

Outro [maestro wes]
Yeah, going out to in the crates, main source
We out