Luyện nghe bài hát Block Lockdown

Yeah, South baby, Ludacris
Shout to Shaka Zulu, my man Shawn
It's goin'

Yeah, Funk Flex, Fo'
Disturbin' the peace, Def Jam
'Cris, you

Oh, my turn, aiight
I got permission to put ya mamma in a
She tried to jook me in a figure-fo' leg
She said she like the way I stick and the bed rock

Or how I lick and leave her twisted a dreadlock
And on, so stop the sweatin' like a wristband
And get some balance like a bike the kickstand
I think I the definition of a hit man
'Cuz I could really give a fuck about that man, c'mon

We holes in your residence
And lose anybody for the president
We thugged out street niggaz with
So all that you yappin' is irrelevant

Oh yeah, I represent the Southside
I'm a dentist makin' women they mouth wide
You be in jail, runnin' it on the outside
Thank not then, won't ya open up ya right, but who cares?

I got my on lockdown
About to this whole block down
Ludacris tell 'em how the sound
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, uh, uh,
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, oh, uh, oh, uh, oh

I got my corner on
About to hold this whole down
Ludacris tell 'em how the sound
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, uh, uh,
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, oh, uh, oh, uh, oh

Comin' to Shady park is a peep show
It's some respectable ladies and there freak hoes
I know that go to church up in they street clothes
You'll end up missin' more than Shaq shootin' free throws

They packin' and to open up the dope spot
My is stoppin' cars like a roadblock
They movin' weight like Atlanta was boat rock
And catchin' like seein' Muslims eatin' pork chops
Never and meanwhile I been thinkin', man
Niggaz been slangin' tapes they slangin' 'caine

'Cuz in the hood, it's gettin' ugly like
So if you to stop the hustle, get the dangalang
Okay, we tryin' to make our own House
Paint it and start yellin' our fuckin' pipes out
You try to tackle some players and you'll get out
They fuck with us niggaz, you think they dyked out, so don't play

I got my on lockdown
About to this whole block down
Ludacris tell 'em how the South
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, uh, uh,
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, oh, uh, oh, uh, oh

I got my corner on
About to hold this block down
Ludacris tell 'em how the sound
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, uh, uh,
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, oh, uh, oh, uh, oh

the peace, we do that funky shit
Hey, what can I say? We got a clique
See Dre'll throw on shades and make that funky shit
And keep y'all women away if they got clit

Understand, we got dough and it get rolled up
You pay the and still we got the block sold up
Aint nothin' nice, a house don't make you fold up
You full of heist and try to jet and I'm like, up

God damn, I need to say it on a
And your sister, get the fuck up off the telephone
These is tickin' me off like fifty metronome
I'm takin' all of ya money, just me Pebbletone

Alright, I got the and the safe key
You betta tell your to follow you to safety
How dare you wanna be heroes and me?
It's Ludacris, leave no evidence to trace me, you know why?

I got my corner on
About to hold this whole block
Ludacris tell 'em how the South
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, uh, uh,
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, oh, uh, oh, uh, oh

I got my corner on
About to hold whole block down
tell 'em how the South sound
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, uh, uh,
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, oh, uh, oh, uh, oh

Funky shit, oh, do that shit, oh
Do that shit, oh, do that funky shit oh
Do that shit, uh, do that funky shit uh
Do that funky