Luyện nghe bài hát Block Lockdown - Ludacris/Infamous 20

[Funkmaster
Yeah Dirty baby - Ludacris
to Shaka Zulu, my man Shawn Taylor
.. goin down

Yeah, Flex, Volume Fo'
The Peace, Def Jam South
'Cris (yeah) you

Oh it's my Aiight..
I got permission to put ya in a headlock (what?)
She tried to me in a figure-fo' leg lock (ohh)
She said she like the way I and make the bed rock
or how I lick and leave her twisted a dreadlock, and it's on
So stop the like a wristband
And get balance like a bike without the kickstand
I I changed the definition of a hit man
'cause I could really give a about that bitch man, c'mon!
We puttin holes in residence
And lose anybody for the right
We thugged out street niggaz intelligence
So all that bullshit you is irrelevant
Oh yeah, I represent the Dirty
I'm a dentist makin open they mouth wide
You be in still runnin it on the outside
Thank not then won't ya open up ya riiiight, but who cares?

[Chorus: 2X]
I got my on lockdown
About to hold this block down
Ludacris um how the South sound
UUH AH, UH UH UH BUDDAH-LAA
UHH AH uh oh uh oh uh oh

2]
Comin to Shady Park is like a peep
It's respectable ladies and there some freak hoes
I know killers that go to church up in they street
end up missin more than Shaq when shootin free throws
They packin and bout to open up the dope
My is stoppin cars like a roadblock
They movin' like Atlanta was movin boat rock
And catchin ums like seeun eatin pork chops - never happen
And meanwhile I been man
Niggaz been slangin tapes they slangin 'caine
'cause in the hood its gettin ugly orangutang
So if you to stop the hustle get the dangalang
Okay, we to make our own White House
Paint it and start yellin our fuckin pipes out
You try to tackle some and you'll get psyched out
They can't fuck with us you think they dyked out, so don't play

3]
Disturbin The Peace, we do that shit
Hey, what can I We got a monkey clique
See Dre'll throw on them shades, and make funky shit
And keep y'all women away if they got funky
Understand, we got dough and it get rolled up
You pay the price and still we got the sold up
Aint nothin nice a full house don't you fold up
You full of and try to jet and I'm like -
hold up, god damn - I need to say it on a
And tell sister get the fuck up off the telephone
These fools is me off like fifty metronome
I'm takin all of ya money call me Pebbletone!
Alright? I got the and the safe key
You tell your bitch to follow you to safety
How dare you wanna be and chase me
It's wont leave no evidence to trace me, you know why?

Funky oh
Do that shit oh
Do that shit oh
Do that funky oh
Do funky shit uh
Do that shit uh
Do that shit