Luyện nghe bài hát E.m.s.p.

A ha ha, that's motherfuckers
I'm Back.
This is the true about mackin
it
Times are
Talk it
so each year,
But the Early
Stoned 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' northern pike
on a ten pound test
Success, never fess, take a
I be the early stoned pimp,
limpin,
Boone's drinkin,
At the big booty pinchin'
Chillin, like a villian, balloon fillin Whack MC killin, the ho drillin
With the million talent
And the ten brain,
Been too long, too much cocaine,
But now that I'm back, on the
I'm ready to
Left to right, all
My game's tight, I wish you
Take a
Out of this toxic, melodic, neurotic product
Fresh the harvest
Who'll be the largest, hardest label in town
Top Dog get

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

"Kid Rock I no bitch"
Ah, yes you are ho
So quit frontin' like ya know,
when I step straight into the party my homeboy

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

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

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

Now I'm the self mack on a mountain on Mars
Got the money green cut it with the high clause
A Lincoln Continental and a Gran
Rag top, drop down, on chrome D's bitch
The purple furs and the gold glasses
I only the fat asses
And I don't be givin a fuck who da can rap better than me
Cause I'm a true fuckin' player and I mack a real G H-I-J-K, L-M-N-O-P is for pimpin,
Early mornin' stoned
I down, been around,
From the to the top
down with the slimmies in the cities that I rock

Ooh baby, baby, let me love ya
Or if you get your 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 in the air and let's rock y'all
Just throw your up high, hip hop y'all
Just throw your hands in the air and let's rock
Because the Detroit don't stop y'all

Just throw hands up high, let's rock y'all
Just throw your hands to side, hip hop y'all
Just throw your hands up high, rock y'all
Because the Kid Rock party stop y'all

My is Tino, you know
let's get funky,
I'm like Lenny Bruce but I ain't no goddamn junkie
Cruisin' the Kid in my '71
To the of love
Gonna get us some,
We em on a string ah
in the house wanna smell my finger
Comin' for ya baby cause so sure bumpin'
How do ya like me now in my brand new
I'm a natural born
Not George
One of these you kids will pay for my autograph
So groove baby, groove baby your mama
I'm like Charlie Hooker
I got the drama
With the drama
With the drama
With the boogie

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