Luyện nghe bài hát One Beer

I get no kick champagne
Their alcohol thrill me at all
So tell me why shouldn't it be
I get a kick out of

There is only one left
Rappers screaming all in our ears like we're
me, do a number on the label
Eat up all their MC's and drink 'em under the

Like it's on me, put it on my tab, kid, however you get
Foot it, cab it, iron horse it, you on your face forfeit
I crush the mic hold it the heat he might toss it
Told him they stole it, he told her he lost it
She him get off it and a bunch other more shit

money, DT's be getting no new leads
It's he eating watermelon, stay spitting new seeds
It's the weed, give me of what he's drooping off
Soon as he up choking like it was whooping cough

The group been soft, first hour at the bar and their trooping off
He went to go and get some head by the side road
She asked him to her derriere, it read
To load, this yard bird taste like fried toad
Turned love villain take pride and code

Crooked eye mold geek with a cold heart
Probably be speaking in rhymes as an old fart
how to eat, to dine by the pizza guy
No, he's not too fly to in a skezzer eye

And squeeze her thigh, maybe giver her curves a
And the same way she feel it when she with nerves of steel
They call him super when they need their back or fixed
only one left, the pack comes in six
Whatever to two and three

A hood tried to with four and five and got caught
Like, you doing G?
make 'em have to get cutting like truancy
Matter fact not for right now you and me

Looser than a pair of Adidas, I hope you bought your tweeters
MC's sound cheerleaders
and dancing like Red Head Kingpin
Dude, can we do this again no matter how be blinging

You do it for the smelly
Seeds know what it is like it's time for Telletubbies
Few can do it, even can sell it
Take it from the who wears mask like a tarded helmet

He plots shows robberies
In and out, one, two, three, no bodies
Run the cash and you get a wet sweatshirt
The mic is the shootie, nobody move, nobody get

heat, like the boy I'm going to war
Came in the door and on the floor
A whole string of like we are on tour
night on the score coming to your corner store