Luyện nghe bài hát Back In The Mud (Zone 4 Remix)

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Back in the mud I've in
I confess, I'm so here
There's you can do to make me stay away, away, away

just that country boy, city slick, pit bull temperament
At the Pony, at the Flame, either way an event
If it's me consider it more a coincidence
Even though they mumble at me sucka's keep distances
K, hey, what's that, they say
Hip hop redneck that's a place
Say what makes you
Wit me I like it here
How about a urban music pioneer
Turn it up, let it bang, run wit me I bet you
Took too much to make it float, will I let it sink
So when we invented it for our and generous
Hopin' that my passed, I can see no end of it
Twenty-five, livin' like I was born
Lovin' life, right, earnin' every breath I take
Standin' in the mud again 'cause it seem to pay me
Playin' wit my not-so-distant cousins the A-T-L

Back in the mud been in
I confess, I'm so happy
There's nothing you can do to me stay away, away, away

it up, ship it out, call the Pony, rent it out
Everything I am today is really what I about
Athens, Gerogia resident, of LaGrange though
I love the peach state, "Buddy, say it ain't so"
Now all of a sudden, in fact, it's the opposite
I'm lovin' y'all from Brunswick up to the
forget about my Betty Betty and DaLonica
They put the triple X's at the end of moniker
How could I run from that made me
Know that all the love I appreciated greatly
Now I'm on the brink of truly inconceivable
international but still he kept it regional
Tryin' to my mama proud
We can laugh and see the
Gotta make loaded gun, this next CD is in your file
Each and everyone of my talented associates get's what they
Nothin' short of appropriate

Back in the mud I've in
I confess, I'm so here
There's nothing you can do to me stay away, away, away

Kitchen cup, it up, soap don't appeal to us
If you're do what you can, that alone is still enough
Help us out, if you're rich, we funna hit your bitch
Just stop by the and grab a case of that and six of this
Hey Betty, get 'cause your daddy's in route
Let her join the beat club, keep little trim out
her screamin' "New South" without pullin' "lewd" out
He always wonder you doing, let him wonder who now
At the end of the day I would no regrets
Got it done on every front and I ain't focused yet
At the of the pile swimmin' wit them mud cats
If you die, man I'm pullin' "soowee" for a match
Spell it out, L-E-G, I still believe
Whatever goal God set for me indeed I will
In this life or in the next, whther gin or Beck's
Bubba funna bring it home, conceal it, and the checks

Back in the mud I've in
I confess, I'm so here
There's nothing you can do to me stay away, away, away

Back in the mud I've in
I confess, I'm so happy
There's you can do to make me stay away, away, away