Luyện nghe bài hát Block Lockdown - Ludacris/Infamous 20

[Funkmaster
Yeah Dirty South - Ludacris
Shout to Shaka Zulu, my man Shawn
.. it's goin

Yeah, Flex, Volume Fo'
Disturbin The Peace, Def Jam
(yeah) you ready?

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

repeat 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 some respectable and there some freak hoes
I know killers that go to up in they street clothes
You'll end up more than Shaq when shootin free throws
They packin and bout to open up the dope
My neighborhood is stoppin like a roadblock
They movin' like Atlanta was movin boat rock
And catchin ums seeun Muslims eatin pork chops - never happen
And I been thinkin man
Niggaz been tapes like they slangin 'caine
'cause in the hood its gettin ugly like
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 pipes out
You try to some players 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 on them shades, and make that funky shit
And keep y'all away if they got funky clit
Understand, we got that and it get rolled up
You pay the price and still we got the block up
Aint nothin nice a house don't make you fold up
You full of heist and try to jet and I'm -
up, god damn - I need to say it on a megaphone
And tell your sister get the fuck up off the
These fools is tickin me off like fifty
I'm takin all of ya money just me Pebbletone!
Alright? I got the pistol and the key
You betta tell your to follow you to safety
How dare you be heroes and chase me
It's Ludacris leave no evidence to trace me, you know why?

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