Luyện nghe bài hát E.m.s.p.

A ha ha, that's right
I'm Back.
This is the true story about
it
Times are
about it
More so year,
But the Mornin'
Pimp is here.
So let it rain, and let the guitar
And if ya me
drop that top
on...
Hey hey hey
Well well well
Hey hey hey
well well well

And I be catchin' them pike
Like on a ten pound
Success, never fess, a guess
I be the early stoned pimp,
limpin,
Boone's drinkin,
At the party big booty
Chillin, a villian, balloon fillin Whack MC killin, the fine ho drillin
With the dollar talent
And the ten brain,
Been too long, too much cocaine,
But now I'm back, on the block
I'm to rock
Left to right, all
My game's tight, I you might
Take a
Out of here toxic, melodic, neurotic product
Fresh from the
Who'll be the largest, hardest label in town
Top Dog get

Radio won't play me, but I got the kids around
the world goin' Kid Rock
Wicked be flyin' on broomsticks,
Kid Rock be comin' with the boom boom biatch
I from the biatch
from the RO

"Kid I ain'ts no bitch"
Ah, yes you are ho
So frontin' like ya don't know,
when I step straight the party with my homeboy

"What's up?"
So get a good bro
Get a good
I'm made in
but my name Stanzler
Spreadin' like a cancer, a
While you're lookin' really gay like Billy Ray Cyrus
I'm the highest MC of all
Got my on the D
And the D on my mind And the gets drawn when my eyes can't see
Hit me twice with the and the morphine IV
I be
What call an O-G bitch
I'm the motherfuckin' Early Mornin' Pimp

Now throw your hands in the air and let's rock
Just throw your hands up high, hip hop
Just throw your hands in the air and rock y'all
Because the party don't stop y'all

Just throw your hands up high, let's rock
Just throw your hands side to side, hip hop
Just your hands up high, let's rock y'all
Because the Kid Rock don't stop y'all

Now I'm the self made mack on a on Mars
Got the money green cut it the high roll clause
A Lincoln Continental and a Gran
Rag top, drop down, rollin' on chrome D's
The purple furs and the gold trim
I only bust the fat
And I be givin a fuck who da hell can rap better than me
Cause I'm a true fuckin' player and I mack like a real G H-I-J-K, is for pimpin,
Early mornin' pimpin
I down, been around,
From the to the top
Partyin' down the slimmies in the cities that I rock

Ooh baby, baby, baby let me ya
Or if you wanna get freak on, I'll just fuck ya
the Ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh, ooh ahhh, biatch, shit
Im the Early Morning Stoned

Hey hey hey
on yo.

Now throw your hands in the air and rock y'all
Just throw your hands up high, hip hop
Just throw your hands in the air and rock y'all
Because the Detroit party don't stop

throw your hands up high, let's rock y'all
Just throw your hands side to side, hip hop
Just throw your hands up high, rock y'all
Because the Kid Rock party don't y'all

My name is Tino, you
Baby get funky,
I'm Lenny Bruce girl but I ain't no goddamn junkie
with the Kid in my '71
To the crib of
get us some, ladies
We keep em on a ah
Midgets in the house wanna smell my
Comin' for ya baby cause your so sure
How do ya like me now in my brand new
I'm a born hoodlum
Not Raft
One of these days you kids will pay for my
So groove baby, groove baby call mama
I'm like Charlie baby
I got the drama
the boogie drama
With the boogie
the boogie drama

Ridin' around the
Me and Kid Rock up to no good
the boogie drama
With your leather miniskirt and we got some
Playin' the radio ya look so
the boogie drama
With the drama
get funky, that's my job
Punchin' 9 ta 5, 7 times, times 24, 12
Day in and day out
get funky
Come on
With the boogie
With the boogie
the boogie drama