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 talking my big cousin Earl
See I was made on McCosh Road
Where the rowdy come from
And if they ask you can 'em we drinking, we smoking
We'll do much, anything but run

The county line is the family
I was of the Georgia side
Venture into them pines
a whole lot more than Pines
Find a shine, find a type of pine
Find the kind, chop down and compress it
and it up outta town
Mill, we that deal
Go on and bend that hat
Go on pop that chop and swig that, sit back,
Me and momma done up
wood pile get burnt up
Hot as hell but feelin like heaven to me
It sure
Anybody thats anybody plus no body that's
about that Mill dog
Better ask 'em, tell you bout it
That crowd is rowdy
The beer is cold and the hot
We to have a good time tonight
But disrespect get you shot

I'm talking 'bout a cold beer, I'm '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
Where the rowdy folks from
And if they ask you can tell 'em we drinking, we
We'll do pretty much, but run

I got my baby, got my beverage, its feelin like another night
Mud hole
That's how we in real life
Chevrolets sittin 50 inches up above that
with that meth head, but old Bubba does not dabble
Just drink a little drink, smoke a smoke
Make it do
Man what did you think, my folk was a
Naw buddy must be you
Got meet on the grill, the music is loud, we havin an event
In case they forgot this is McCosh Mill, tell 'em
We party like everybody just talk 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 in the McCosh Road cemetery

I'm talking 'bout a 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 on McCosh Mill Road
Where the rowdy come from
And if they ask you can 'em we drinking, we smoking
do pretty 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 'bout my big cousin Earl
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