Luyện nghe bài hát Coming 2 America

The royal penis is clean highness
Thank you, king

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

These bitches rose petals at my feet man
They wanna spoil me, treatin' me royalty
What I'm 'sposed to do? such a sweet thang
Work that track, whip 'em Kunta
why they stay down, they loyal citizens of Zamunda
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 bail but ain't Monopoly
It's Jolly Green 'cause we smoke so much Broccoli

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

Man fuck nigga '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 four-year-old son can rap than that nigga
Man that nigga garbage, man I got too
The nigga hearin' me, man is this shit on?
'Cris 'Cris, 'Cris, f'real man
Fuck you nigga, man you

Fuck you too, you wanna do? Scrawny nigga
But I got a of automatics down to twenty-twos
Know how to use 'em, fight dirty as
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 five Danny DeVitos
I'm on a cool ranch, get more than Fritos
With five strippers, four wives and three

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

Hoe now it's just too much, you just gotta give
He is definitely all f'real, ya see I'm sayin'?
Ha ha I be fuckin' him all the time, yeah mean?
I'm sayin', I used to serve homes herb
Now how come through he want 50's a
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 what I' m

Yeah, can I get a hit of that, little nigga with a bigga sack
C.P. set a trap look at that Godby Road and Old Nat
Where they kick it at? And a lot of people just know
Shady Park you heard don't 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 where the go?
Bring that, back, didn't wanna hear that, clik-clak

Tons of fun with guns, fuck all the lil' chit-chat get get that, get that
Who knows, who goes Motherfuckers it's Poppa Bear
Stop and stare, out a lil' gasoline and then drop a flare
I'm on, fire and you know I can't 'til I retire
Oh no, we stay swoll, rollin' on Vogue
down the avenue, passin' you rapidly stackin'
In the back of the and packin' emergency action
Camera, light, lights, throwin' a punch and then 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 that Campbellton Road
Fo' you get it to Creek shorty just shake
'Cause dat dem real niggaz at
I ain't lyin' when you in Decatur and you flossin' down

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