Luyện nghe bài hát Made On McCosh Mill Road

I'm talking 'bout a cold beer, I'm talking 'bout a hot country
I'm talking 'bout John Deere, I'm 'bout my big cousin Earl
See I was made on Mill Road
Where the rowdy come from
And if they ask you can tell 'em we drinking, we
We'll do much, anything but run

The county line is the family
I was made of the Georgia
Venture into them Georgia
Find a whole lot more Pines
a shine, find a different type of pine
Find the kind, they'll chop down and it
and it up outta town
McCosh Mill, we that
Go on and bend hat bill
Go on pop chop and swig that, sit back, chill
Me and done turnt up
That pile get burnt up
Hot as hell but it's feelin like to me
It sure
Anybody anybody plus no body that's everybody
Knows about that dog
Better ask 'em, they'll you bout it
That is very rowdy
The is cold and the women hot
We came to have a time tonight
But disrespect get you shot

I'm talking 'bout a cold beer, I'm talking 'bout a hot girl
I'm talking 'bout Deere, I'm talking 'bout my big cousin Earl
See I was made on McCosh Road
Where the rowdy folks come
And if they ask you can 'em we drinking, we smoking
We'll do pretty much, but run

I got my baby, got my beverage, its like another Mill night
Mud marauders
That's how we in real life
Chevrolets sittin 50 inches up above gravel
Infested with that meth head, but old does not dabble
Just drink a drink, smoke a little smoke
Make it do
Man did you think, my folk was a joke?
Naw buddy that be you
Got meet on the grill, the music is loud, we havin an epic
In case they forgot this is McCosh Mill, 'em again
We party like everybody just talk how they party
Take a swig of that fire water to get my day started
Born here, was made here, then stayed here, and Imma be
Right up on there on top of the hill' in the McCosh cemetery

I'm talking 'bout a cold beer, I'm 'bout a hot country girl
I'm talking 'bout John Deere, I'm talking 'bout my big Earl
See I was made on Mill Road
Where the rowdy come from
And if ask you can tell 'em we drinking, we smoking
We'll do much, anything but run

I'm talking 'bout a beer, I'm talking 'bout a hot country girl
I'm talking 'bout John Deere, I'm talking 'bout my big cousin
See I was on McCosh Mill Road
Where the rowdy folks from
And if they ask you can tell 'em we drinking, we
do pretty much, anything but run