Luyện nghe bài hát Block Lockdown

Yeah, Dirty baby, Ludacris
to Shaka Zulu, my man Shawn Taylor
It's goin'

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

Oh, it's my turn,
I got permission to put ya in a headlock
She tried to me in a figure-fo' leg lock
She she like the way I stick and make the bed rock

Or how I and leave her twisted like a dreadlock
And it's on, so stop the like a wristband
And get some balance a bike without the kickstand
I I changed the definition of a hit man
'Cuz I could really give a fuck about that bitch man,

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

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

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

I got my on lockdown
to hold 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

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

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

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

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

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

Understand, we got that dough and it get up
You pay the price and still we got the 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 tell your sister, get the up off the telephone
These fools is tickin' me off like fifty
I'm takin' all of ya money, just call me

Alright, I got the pistol and the key
You betta tell your bitch to follow you to
How you wanna be heroes and chase me?
It's Ludacris, won't leave no evidence to me, you know why?

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

I got my on lockdown
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

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