Luyện nghe bài hát Block Lockdown - Ludacris/Infamous 20

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

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

Oh it's my Aiight..
I got permission to put ya in a headlock (what?)
She tried to jook me in a figure-fo' leg (ohh)
She said she like the way I stick and make the bed
or how I lick and leave her twisted a dreadlock, and it's on
So the sweatin like a wristband
And get some balance like a bike the kickstand
I I changed the definition of a hit man
I could really give a fuck about that bitch man, c'mon!
We puttin holes in your
And lose anybody for the president
We thugged out street niggaz intelligence
So all that you yappin is irrelevant
Oh yeah, I represent the Dirty
I'm a makin women open they mouth wide
You be in jail still runnin it on the
Thank not won't ya open up ya mouth riiiight, but who cares?

repeat 2X]
I got my corner on
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 church up in they clothes
You'll end up missin more than Shaq when shootin free
packin and bout to open up the dope spot
My neighborhood is stoppin cars like a
They movin' weight like Atlanta was movin rock
And catchin ums like seeun Muslims eatin pork chops - happen
And I been thinkin man
Niggaz been slangin tapes like they 'caine
'cause in the hood its gettin ugly like
So if you to stop the hustle get the dangalang
Okay, we to make our own White House
Paint it black and yellin our fuckin pipes out
You try to some players and you'll get psyched out
can't fuck with us niggaz you think they dyked out, so don't play

3]
Disturbin The Peace, we do that funky
Hey, what can I say? We got a 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 dough 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 and try to jet and I'm like -
hold up, god damn - I to say it on a megaphone
And tell your get the fuck up off the telephone
fools 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 your bitch to follow you to safety
How you wanna be heroes and chase me
It's Ludacris leave no evidence to trace me, you know why?

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