Luyện nghe bài hát Coming 2 America

The royal penis is clean highness
Thank you, king

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

These throwin' rose petals at my feet man
They wanna me, treatin' me like royalty
What I'm 'sposed to do? It's such a 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 or bail but this ain't Monopoly
It's Jolly Giants 'cause 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 back further than yo' father hairline
It's Ludacris, I more nuts than Delta Airlines
I'm fly, when I get high I work cash
And even got my coach bumped up to first
I'm to all employees and I'm here to teach the principle
'Cause I've been saved by mo' than Lark Vorhees

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

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

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

Hoe now it's just too much, you just gotta applause
He is definitely all f'real, ya see what I'm
Ha ha I be with him all the time, yeah mean?
I'm sayin', I used to just homes herb
Now how through he want 50's a purple
He want quarters a purple now, I want y'all to with it
Man, I woulda sold him a QP week 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 trap at that Godby Road and Old Nat
Where they kick it at? And a lot of people don't know
Shady Park you heard just go, quick to flip the bird up po'-po'
Makin' the way for that rodeo, that show
Gotta hit 'em with a reload, I gotta put 'em with the
I gotta make a nigga stop, drop, roll, oh no the beat go?
that, shit back, didn't wanna hear that, clik-clak

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

I'm just tryin' to save ya shorty, I'ma let you know it's real 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 Camp shorty just shake
'Cause dat where dem niggaz at
I ain't lyin' when you in and you flossin' down Glenwood

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