Luyện nghe bài hát Block Lockdown - Ludacris/Infamous 20

[Funkmaster
Yeah South baby - Ludacris
Shout to Zulu, my man Shawn Taylor
.. it's down

Yeah, Funk Flex, Fo'
Disturbin The Peace, Def Jam
'Cris (yeah) you

Oh my turn? Aiight..
I got permission to put ya in a headlock (what?)
She tried to jook me in a leg lock (ohh)
She said she like the way I stick and make the bed
or how I lick and leave her like 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 a fuck about that bitch man, c'mon!
We holes in your residence
And lose for the right president
We thugged out street with intelligence
So all bullshit you yappin is irrelevant
Oh yeah, I represent the Dirty
I'm a dentist makin women 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 corner on
About to hold whole block down
tell um how the South sound
UUH BUDDAH-LAA AH, UH UH UH
UHH AH uh oh uh oh uh oh

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

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

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