Luyện nghe bài hát Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp

This is the story about Mackin

Check it, are changin'
Talk about it, so each year
But the early mornin', stoned is here, yeah
So let it rain, and let the guitar

And if ya me yawn, just drop that top
on, girl, hey, hey, hey
Well, well, well, well, hey, hey, hey
Well well well well, well, on, girl, yeah

And I be them northern pike, like on a ten pound test
Possess, never fess, take a guess, I be the mornin'
Stoned pimp, straight limpin', farm drinkin'
At the big booty pinchin', chillin', like a villain, balloon fillin'

Whack MC killin', the fine hoe drillin' with the dollar talent
And the ten brain, been gone too long, too much cocaine
But now I'm back, on the block, I'm ready to rock
Left to right, all night, my tight, I wish you might

Take a bite, out of this here toxic, melodic, neurotic
from the harvest, who'll be the largest, hardest, smartest
Label in town, top dog get down, uhh, won't play me
But still I got the around the world goin' Kid Rock crazyin'

witches be flyin' on broomsticks, Kid Rock be comin'
With the boom, boom, biatch, I from the sticks biatch
from the RO, Kid Rock I ain't s no bitch
Ahh, yes you are hoe, so quit frontin' like don't know

When I straight into the party with my homeboy Tino
What's up? so get a good look bro, get a good
I'm made in Detroit, but my name Stanzler
Spreadin' like a cancer, a virus, you're lookin' really gay

Like fuckin' Ray Cyrus, I'm the highest MC of all time
Got my on the D and the D on my mind
And the gets drawn when my eyes can't see
Hit me with the tussin' and the morphine IV

I be, what they call an OG
I'm the motherfuckin' early mornin' pimp
Say

One for you
Now throw your in the air and let's rock y'all
Just throw hands up high, hip hop y'all
Just throw your hands in the air and rock y'all
Because a Detroit party stop y'all

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

Now I'm the self made mack on a on Mars
Got the money green, cut it with the high roll
A Lincoln and a grand Marquis
Rag top, drop down, on chrome D's biatch

The purple furs and the trim glasses
I only bust the fat asses, and I don't be givin' a
Who da hell can rap better than me, I'm a true
Fuckin' and I mack like a real G H I J K L M N O P

Is for pimpin', early mornin' pimpin'
I down, been around
From the to the top
Partyin' with the slimmies in the cities that I rock

So ahh, ooh baby, baby, let me love ya
Or if you wanna get your freak on, I'll fuck ya
the ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh, ooh ahh, biatch, shit
I'm the mornin' stoned pimp

Hey, hey, hey on yo
Now throw hands in the air and let's rock y'all
Just throw your up high, hip hop y'all
Just your hands in the air and let's rock y'all
Because a Detroit party don't y'all

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

I'm Joe C bitch, let me get them damn
I might be a little hoe but I ain't no goddamn midget
So stick it up your ass where the sun don't
I'm vertically challenged, you're blind

I'm three nine, it's ten foot long
I'm gonna that ass after I pack this bong
I can flow on all night long
Till the break of dawn, till the morn

I'm a thorn in your side, can you feel me
pills a day bitch, I ain't bullshittin'
So groove baby, groove baby call momma
I'm like hooker girl

I got the boogie
the boogie drama, what?
With the boogie drama,
With the boogie drama, ohh,

Ridin' around the
Me and Kid Rock up to no good
With the drama, yeah
With your leather miniskirt and we got some

Playin' the radio, ya so fine
With the boogie drama,
Well, well, ohh, baby
get funky, that's my job

Punchin nine to five, seven times, times twenty four, times
Day in and day out
Well, with the boogie
With the boogie