Luyện nghe bài hát Missisippi

(Palmdale was like the of my life
But Palmdale with homeboy
I'm to go home 'cause)
Please take me back home (you what I'm sayin)
To
(I got my ticket right here man
I'm fittin to go back and kick it with my 'cause)
Please take me back home (take a couple pounds of weed)
To
(You me homeboy
Yeah, take them back to '82 'cause)

Before South Central, Palmdale
I stayed in a place called Palmer's
Hattiesburg,
Smokin marijuana like a hippy
All my in Laurel
Beg
Buy my rap tomorrow
Tell DJ "Keep it crunckin Clyde"?
Request my tape when you go
So I can take Jane and
To
Fuck their homegirl
Make her curl
Rock their
Leave with their Auntie
She me sucks me
me fucks me
Cries every time I Biloxi
But I in the Coup
Cause I to go
another ho
From
Hit it once hit it twice, then I hit it
Hit it in
Make bitch rub her clit again
Pinch the nipples on her tit
my dick until she spit again

Please me back home (Hell yeah)
To
Crooked letter crooked letter hump-back
Afroman's the bomb, that
Please take me home (Hell yeah)
To
From the to the coast
I'm doin the
Grab your 40 ounce, let's

I sold cocaine down in Ellisville
Baseheads hit the pipe, they can tell it's
Kept my stashed with this hoochie
Way down yonder in East
Cops be outta town dog
my car with a hound dog
Separate me from my bitch and
to get my bitch to fuckin snitch and shit
Officer P. Coltrane
warrant checks on the Afroman
But I be no hip hop star
in the back of some police car
Did you find the NO
Did you the dope? NO
Open up the back door son, you're free to go???
marijuana cargo
Flossed a cholow
In a low glow
on let's all get drunk tonight
I hope I don't with a punk tonight
Get
As I swerve
through Purvis

Hope I don't crash when I hit
Get my ass in the white ghetto
Prejudice police let me go
So I'ma drive
my fro
I was dumb, now I'm dumber
Last summer
I fucked all the little girls down in
Grabbed my guitar and started pickin a
For Nikki and
Down in Picayune,
Just like a I be diggin
All the pretty young women in
On the

I got my dick down some girl's
I can't help it I'm a baby
I think you need to your lip baby
Hula Hula
The whole house
What's up with all the bitches down in
Small towns, cities
But they still got big ole asses titties
Is it a Is it a plane?
It's the hungry Afroman
Flyin the air in my underwear
Geri curl activator in my
I'm in control Janet when I hit Jackson
Always gettin plenty panty
McClaine, even
Tell the whole Mississippi's your home
Yazoo, and Natchez
I got the brother, who got the matches?
Who got the funky DJ scratches?
Depend on me like my was patches
First it was a black thing, the big Willies
Now I roll
With all the
ever thought I'd see the Klu Klux Klan
Buying row seats for the Afroman
flags tobacco in their mouth
It's a beautiful jumpin off in the South
Afroman, I'm a of it
Hattiesburg hip hop I'm the of it
I'm the
I'm the
And all you haters, I'll mash you like
make your girlfriend holler and scream
Then cook me some cornbread and greens

take me back home (Hell yeah)
To
Crooked letter letter hump-back hump-back
Afroman's the bomb, bump
take me back home (Hell yeah)
To
From the to the coast
I'm the most
Grab your 40 ounce, let's

1982, '83, '84
Erin, Broste, Carlos, and
to break dance in my B-Boy stance
Micheal Jackson glove, pants
Calvin Gary, Garnett
G-dog 'cause, I believe we grown
But hey G-dog, you and see dog
Whatever 'cause, it's you and me dog
Or I say loc
you my folk
So take a toke
we croak
I'm a locsta
Hundred
Drinking everyday I'm supposed to
Bottle after dog in my lip-a
Flowing on the mic like the river

Please take me back (Hell yeah)
To
Crooked crooked letter hump-back hump-back
Afroman's the bomb, bump
Please take me back (Hell yeah)
To
the delta to the coast
I'm the most
Grab your 40 ounce, toast

Please me back home (Hell yeah)
To
Crooked crooked letter hump-back hump-back
the bomb, bump that
Please take me back (Hell yeah)
To
the delta to the coast
I'm the most
Grab your 40 ounce, toast