Luyện nghe bài hát Made On McCosh Mill Road

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 Mill Road
Where the folks come from
And if they ask you can 'em we drinking, we smoking
do pretty much, anything but run

The line is the family line
I was made of the Georgia
Venture into them Georgia
Find a whole lot than Pines
a shine, find a different type of pine
Find the kind, chop down and compress it
and address it up outta
Mill, we that deal
Go on and bend hat bill
Go on pop that and swig that, sit back, chill
Me and done turnt up
wood pile get burnt up
Hot as hell but feelin like heaven to me
It does
Anybody anybody plus no body that's everybody
about that Mill dog
Better ask 'em, tell you bout it
crowd is very rowdy
The is cold and the women hot
We came to a good time tonight
But disrespect might get you

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

I got my baby, got my beverage, its feelin like another night
Mud marauders
That's how we living in real
Chevrolets sittin 50 inches up above that
Infested with that meth head, but old Bubba not dabble
Just drink a little drink, smoke a little
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 they forgot this is McCosh 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 '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 made on McCosh Road
the rowdy folks come from
And if they ask you can 'em we drinking, we smoking
We'll do much, anything but run

I'm talking 'bout a cold beer, I'm talking 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
do pretty much, anything but run