Luyện nghe bài hát Coming 2 America

The royal is clean your highness
Thank you, shit

Yeah motherfuckers, welcome to the United of America
Time to roll out the red on y'all bitch asses
Hailin' from the filthy, South, where the kings lay
Ludacris, disturbin' tha family
royalty when you hear it
The throne has been taken, so this niggas earring
Luda throw some grapes on these

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

Oh oh spaghetti o's, oodles of noodles
And me is like pitbulls put up to poodles
My rap career goes further than yo' father hairline
It's Ludacris, I pack nuts than Delta Airlines
I'm fly, even when I get high I work
And even got my 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 Vorhees

Man that 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 nigga
He ain't hearin' my shit, man for
Man my four-year-old son can rap better than nigga
Man that nigga garbage, man I got too
The nigga ain't hearin' me, man is shit on?
'Cris 'Cris, 'Cris, f'real man
you nigga, man fuck you

Fuck you too, what you do? Scrawny nigga
But I got a arsenal of automatics down to
Know how to use 'em, dirty as shit
I throw a and all-in-one bury a clique
You see y'all got it all wrong like women in
They comin' up shorter than Danny DeVitos
I'm on a cool ranch, get more than Fritos
With five strippers, four and three amigos

I go scuba in Bays at Montego
I find links and snatch 'em like I'm Deebo
But I'm the light-skinteted version of
I've more Beatles and Jagged Edges than Ringo
I used to run numbers in line they me Bingo
'Cause I'm big, you a little star, you twinkle
Old asses like sharpeis, all wrinkled
And I stay with bullets than yo' Billboard singles

Hoe now it's too much, you just gotta give applause
He is definitely all f'real, ya see I'm sayin'?
Ha ha I be fuckin' with him all the time, mean?
I'm sayin', I used to just serve herb
Now how through he want 50's a purple
He want quarters a purple now, I y'all to trip with it
Man, I woulda sold him a QP last week of the
Ya see what I' m

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

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

I'm just tryin' to save ya shorty, I'ma let you know it's down yeah
When you ride down that two-eighty-five and you go past
Get ready to go past that Road
Fo' you get it to Camp Creek shorty shake
'Cause dat where dem real at
I ain't when you in Decatur and you flossin' down Glenwood

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