Luyện nghe bài hát Rhinestone Cowboy

Hold the cold one like he old the gun
Like he the microphone and stole the show for fun
Hold my flow for flows is handsome
is tandem, anthem, random, tantrum

Phantom of the grand ol' Opry ask your hottie
Mask pump somebody stop me
come sloppy on a retarded hard copy
After rocking leave the party in a jalopy

Watch the top poppy
as the grimy limey, slimy try me blimey
Certainly smashing in a fashion thats
Madvillain dash in a beat crime spree

Who rock the house rock and roll
Got more soul than a sock with a
Set the stage with a
Or have the game locked in a cage shocked with a pole

Overthrow it like over a biscuit
A lot of bitches he overly showmanistic
Let go his dick if the case
want to waste, theres more cats to chase

Dogs, we got to light new
Woke up broke, shit, few hours
Sheesh, been unleashed since the club
Have the fans saying please me a dove

Well, you asked kindly
Where you been behind the mask you find me
Ya, blind in the wine leave ya mind blown
When he shine the nine, hes a Rhinestone Cowboy

Gooney, goo, goo, loony, coo, coo new off
Who knew the mask out of new
could hardly tell, having to tighten it up
Like the of Artry Vells

Speaks well of the base
Wasnt tweaked and addicted to cyberspace
Couldnt wait for the to place
At least the listing old print type face

Stopped for a year, back with thumbtacks
Popped of beer with hip hop sharecroppers
to wear flip-flops, now rare gear coppers
Hes in it for the might as well not ask for free shit capice

Oh, my aching hands raking in grands
And breaking in mic villain
The styles your chicks
While he put in his shoes, run your kicks

You it on the radio tape it
Play in your stereo your crew go ape shit
Raw lyrics, he smells it a hunch
The same intuition that tells him spike the

Curses, hes truly the worstest with rhymes
That spread throughout the boundless
Let the beat blast, hold him the mask
Said, You bet sweet ass

Made of the fine chrome
Find him on the grind he is the Rhinestone