Luyện nghe bài hát Made On McCosh Mill Road

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

The county line is the line
I was of the Georgia side
Venture into them Georgia
Find a whole lot than Pines
Find a shine, find a type of pine
Find the kind, they'll chop and compress it
and address it up town
Mill, we that deal
Go on and bend that hat
Go on pop chop and swig that, sit back, chill
Me and momma turnt up
That wood pile get up
Hot as hell but feelin like heaven to me
It does
Anybody thats anybody no body that's everybody
Knows about Mill dog
ask 'em, they'll tell you bout it
That is very rowdy
The is cold and the women hot
We came to a good time tonight
But disrespect get you shot

I'm 'bout a cold 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 made on McCosh Mill
the rowdy folks come from
And if they ask you can tell 'em we drinking, we
We'll do much, anything but run

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

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

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