Luyện nghe bài hát Coming 2 America

The royal penis is clean highness
Thank you, shit

Yeah motherfuckers, welcome to the United States of
Time to roll out the red carpet on y'all bitch
Hailin' from the filthy, dirty South, the kings lay
Ludacris, disturbin' tha peace
royalty when you hear it
The has been taken, so kiss this niggas earring
Luda some grapes on these bitches

These throwin' rose petals at my feet man
wanna spoil me, treatin' me like royalty
What I'm 'sposed to do? such a sweet thang
Work that track, 'em like Kunta
That's why they stay down, they loyal of Zamunda
By way of A-T-L, if you
Don't even look at me ho, pass go, just go straight to jail
no probation or bail but this ain't Monopoly
It's Jolly Green 'cause we smoke so much Broccoli

Oh oh spaghetti o's, Luda's oodles of
And me is like pitbulls put up to poodles
My rap career goes back further yo' father hairline
It's Ludacris, I pack more nuts than Delta
I'm fly, even I get high I work cash
And got my coach bumped up to first class
I'm to all employees and I'm here to teach the principle
'Cause I've been saved by mo' bells than Lark

Man fuck nigga 'Cris man, for real man
I'm tired of this man
Man I try to rap for the nigga, I try to get a tracks
He hearin' my shit, man for real
Man my four-year-old son can rap better than that
Man that nigga garbage, man I got too
The ain't hearin' me, man is this shit on?
'Cris 'Cris, 'Cris, f'real man
you nigga, man fuck you

Fuck you too, what you wanna do? Scrawny
But I got a arsenal of automatics to twenty-twos
Know how to use 'em, fight dirty as
I a grenade and all-in-one bury a clique
You see y'all got it all wrong women in tuxedos
They comin' up shorter five Danny DeVitos
I'm on a cool ranch, get laid more than
With five strippers, wives and three amigos

I go scuba divin' in at Montego
I find gold links and snatch 'em like I'm
But I'm the version of Mandingo
I've seen more Beatles and Jagged Edges than
I used to run numbers in line called me Bingo
'Cause I'm big, you a little star, you just
Old asses like sharpeis, all wrinkled
And I stay with bullets than yo' Billboard singles

Hoe now it's just too much, you just gotta give
He is all f'real, ya see what I'm sayin'?
Ha ha I be fuckin' with him all the time, mean?
I'm sayin', I used to just serve homes
Now how come through he want a purple
He quarters a purple now, I want y'all to trip with it
Man, I woulda sold him a QP last of the lava
Ya see I' m sayin'?

Yeah, can I get a little hit of that, little nigga with a sack
C.P. set a bigger look at that Godby Road and Old Nat
Where they kick it at? And a lot of people don't know
Shady you heard just don't go, quick to flip the bird up po'-po'
Makin' the way for that rodeo, that rodeo
Gotta hit 'em a reload, I gotta put 'em with the people
I gotta a nigga stop, drop, roll, oh no where the beat go?
Bring that, shit back, didn't wanna hear that,

Tons of fun with guns, all the lil' chit-chat get back get that, get that
Who knows, who goes there? Motherfuckers it's Bear
and stare, pourin' out a lil' gasoline and then drop a flare
I'm on, and you know I can't stop 'til I retire
Oh no, we stay swoll, rollin' on Vogue
Right down the avenue, passin' you rapidly
In the back of the Cadillac and packin' action
Camera, light, lights, throwin' a punch and fight, fight
a lunch and then bite, bite, A-T-L stay tight, tight

I'm just tryin' to ya shorty, I'ma let you know it's real down yeah
When you ride down that two-eighty-five and you go Cascade
Get ready to go past Campbellton Road
Fo' you get it to Camp Creek just shake
'Cause dat where dem real at
I lyin' when you in Decatur and you flossin' down Glenwood

Candler or Rainbow nigga shake
'Cause dat dem real niggaz at
When you're goin' that ol' Nat Hill
And you pass dat second waffle
'Fore you get to the niggaz shake
'Cause dat where dem niggaz at
Matter of fact, just shaje when ya get to nigga