Luyện nghe bài hát One Beer

I get no kick from
Their alcohol doesn't me at all
So tell me why it be true?
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, horse it, you leaving on your face forfeit
I crush the mic it like the heat he might toss it
Told him tell they it, he told her he lost it
She told him get off it and a bunch other shit

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

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

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

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

A hood tried to slide four and five and got caught
Like, what you G?
Don't make 'em have to get cutting like
fact not for nothing right now you and me

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

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

He shows like robberies
In and out, one, two, three, no please
Run the and you won't get a wet sweatshirt
The mic is the shootie, nobody move, get hurt

Bring heat, the boy I'm going to war
Came in the door and everybody on the
A whole string of jobs we are on tour
Every night on the score coming to your store