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 folks from
And if they ask you can tell 'em we drinking, we
We'll do much, anything but run

The line is the family line
I was made of the side
Venture into them pines
a whole lot more than Pines
Find a shine, find a different of pine
Find the kind, they'll chop and compress it
and address it up outta
McCosh Mill, we deal
Go on and bend hat bill
Go on pop that and swig that, sit back, chill
Me and done turnt up
That wood get burnt up
Hot as hell but feelin like heaven to me
It does
Anybody thats anybody plus no that's everybody
Knows that 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 talking 'bout a cold beer, I'm talking 'bout a hot girl
I'm 'bout John Deere, I'm talking 'bout my big cousin Earl
See I was made on McCosh Mill
Where the folks come from
And if ask you can tell 'em we drinking, we smoking
do pretty much, anything but run

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

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

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 Earl
See I was on McCosh Mill Road
Where the rowdy folks come
And if ask you can tell 'em we drinking, we smoking
We'll do pretty much, but run