Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Drinkin' Milk Now

Yeah,
Maestro wes

x2 [maestro fresh wes]
It's wes y'all
I'm drinkin' now
I'm drinkin' milk
I'm milk now

[maestro wes]
I learn to crawl, then I learn to walk
Then I to talk, then I learn to rhyme
Suckers try to hock my
But serve ya
On the I murder
chump rappers
Since the days of gerber's baby food
The dude with the pablum, the bad one
I grab the mic like a magnum
Fly girls was jiggling, clinging to my
Wes, you was hitting skins as a
true but I was fingering
Yeah, check out shorty in the
They're some big motherfuckers at the ciphers
Grown-ups that I be wealthy
They to say
"that baby boy talent, but his mouth is so filthy"
I creazy rhymes to the beat
Had the, freedom of
But I still couldn't reach, the tall of milk
On the table, my were stable
But still I wasn't to get it
I sweat it, I paid it no mind
I wrote another fat at the drop of a dime
Now I'm hoping for the day to
So I can my dukes say, "wesley you son of a gun"

x2

[maestro fresh
No for chilling black
I wrote a killa rap, made an track
Knocking back the
from the formula, I had a scheme
Milk was calling me, just the pipe to a fiend
But still I had to play cool, couldn't a fool
So many mcs, are out of pre-school
To get a record deal, it gotta hustle
Yo yo yo, how did fall off?
Got in the shuffle
Ho he was a prankster
Every chick he'd he romanced her
Acting like a private
But the industry hobbes, is serious as cancer
No place for a rapper, that still wearing
Even if you're signed, you'll got to struggle
And fat beats is just a piece of the puzzle
So props to the brother that made the clap
Becuase my gave me flack money had my back
Forget the pacifier and your
Came out three cuts
Now on these nuts
I got another rhyme, won't you it
So tune the mic, engineer and i'mma wreck it

x3

[maestro fresh
You you got to go for self, support yourself
krs said, you got to promote yourself
That's a not a fable, (word)
Get out the
Or you'll be grippling with record label
No time to play clown, if you to stay around
Learn the business, and ain't a playground
No for dr. suess, or mother goose
You can and produce, but now you got to get loose
a piece of advice, now go your own path
And that allowance that getting money ain't gonna last
(what's this? ) another fat beat I build
You know it a long time
But the borther's drinking

x4

Outro [maestro fresh
Yeah, going out to diggin' in the crates, source
We out