Luyện nghe bài hát Candy Paint & Gold Teeth

I'm from the south, Hospitality
Soul food dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners,
I'm from the south the old folks they don't mind they business
Strip clubs is our culture we some spenders

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Candy Paint and Gold
Candy Paint and Gold

I'm in Riverdale on 85, at Annlers' eatin' some Food
Clayton County attitude let me if you down too
all night with my people
And if yo' ass go hungry man them old they gon' feed you
I bring drama Sammy Sam, I'm so plain fly
Twista, Do or Die
Car no suit and tie
boy like Willie D
Cartier wood grains like I'm Pimp C, I hold the like Bun B
I ain't from the South that's Ludacris country shit
Fish and grits, full of bits, wet paint, big rims
You can't help, but done notice it, put the beat in it, tints
I'm it wit' my bad bitch, she sick ass shit not average
Country hair with good manners, yellin' Riverdale we at

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Candy Paint and Gold
Candy Paint and Gold

Man I'm low in my old school, and my locs is on, and I'm so cool
And my top is dropped, so there's no roof and I'm hard as my gold tooth
I'm trill as hell, and I'm set, pray to the Lord, but don't get it bent
I'm from the hood, and I represent, and I turn it up like the
I'm from bitch, Cadillac no Lexus bitch
Where we on fours, with suicide doors that part no plexis bitch
So you best not test us bitch, cause we will get reckless
Catch you on yo' block wit' that big black take more than yo' necklace bitch
Tell me who gon' us, bitch, we outside, down for the hood nigga we gon' ride
My gladiators, yeah they go live wit' them and them 4 5s
So watch yo' step, and know yo' place, you ain't trill don't yo' face
Cause I'll pull and pop, and catch a case, and I'll leave the scene wit' no trace

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Candy Paint and Gold
Candy Paint and Gold

Luda!
Fresh out the and the candy coated Cadillac stacked on amazin' wheels
Seats look like I hollered at the Reese's peanut butter company and made a
Trucks shakin' like jelly these honeys ready to the spread
Cause I get that cheese, and I sandwich myself between the
So keep yo' on yo' riches, and get yo' hoes right
Cause in these streets you not safe unless yo' codes
This southern is something like you ain't never seen
Ask any hustler his color is money green
Blacked out tint wall spinnin'
for the ham hock neck bone, collard green, cornbread eatin' women
We some country ass gangstas in the south
When you speak who's hottest watch yo' motherfucking mouth

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Candy Paint and Teeth
Candy Paint and Teeth