Luyện nghe bài hát Coming 2 America

The royal penis is your highness
Thank you, shit

Yeah motherfuckers, welcome to the States of America
Time to roll out the red carpet on bitch asses
Hailin' from the filthy, South, where the kings lay
Ludacris, tha peace family
Recognize when you hear it
The has been taken, so kiss this niggas earring
Luda throw 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, whip 'em like
That's why they stay down, they loyal citizens of
By way of A-T-L, if you
Don't even look at me ho, pass go, just go straight to jail
With no probation or but this ain't Monopoly
It's Jolly Green Giants 'cause we so much Broccoli

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

Man fuck that 'Cris man, for real man
I'm of this shit man
Man I try to rap for the nigga, I try to get a tracks
He ain't my shit, man for real
Man my son can rap better than that nigga
Man that nigga garbage, man I got too
The nigga hearin' me, man is this shit on?
'Cris c'mon 'Cris, 'Cris, man
Fuck you nigga, man 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 throw a grenade and all-in-one a clique
You see y'all got it all wrong women in tuxedos
They comin' up shorter than five Danny
I'm on a cool ranch, get laid more than
With five strippers, four wives and amigos

I go divin' in Bays at Montego
I find gold links and 'em like I'm Deebo
But I'm the light-skinteted of Mandingo
I've seen more Beatles and Jagged than Ringo
I to run numbers in line they called me Bingo
'Cause I'm big, you a little star, you just
Old like sharpeis, y'all all wrinkled
And I stay with more bullets yo' Billboard singles

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

Yeah, can I get a little hit of that, little nigga with a bigga
C.P. set a bigger look at that Godby Road and Old Nat
Where they kick it at? And a lot of just don't know
Shady Park you heard just don't go, 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 make a nigga stop, drop, roll, oh no where the beat go?
Bring that, shit back, wanna hear that, clik-clak

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

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

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