Luyện nghe bài hát Coming 2 America

The royal penis is clean your
you, king shit

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

These bitches throwin' petals at my feet man
They wanna spoil me, treatin' me royalty
What I'm 'sposed to do? It's 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 pass go, go straight to jail
With no probation or bail but ain't Monopoly
It's Green Giants 'cause we smoke so much Broccoli

Oh oh spaghetti o's, Luda's oodles of
And testin' me is pitbulls put up to poodles
My rap career goes back further than yo' father
It's Ludacris, I pack more nuts than Airlines
I'm fly, even when I get I work cash
And even got my coach up to first class
I'm boss to all employees and I'm here to teach the
'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 tracks
He ain't hearin' my shit, man for
Man my four-year-old son can rap better that nigga
Man that nigga garbage, man I got 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, you wanna do? Scrawny nigga
But I got a of automatics down to twenty-twos
how to use 'em, fight dirty as shit
I throw a grenade and all-in-one a clique
You see y'all got it all wrong like women in
They comin' up shorter than five Danny
I'm on a cool ranch, get laid 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 light-skinteted version of
I've more Beatles and Jagged Edges than Ringo
I used to run numbers in line called me Bingo
'Cause I'm big, you a little star, you twinkle
Old asses sharpeis, y'all all wrinkled
And I stay with more bullets 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 just serve homes
Now how come through he 50's a purple
He want quarters a purple now, I want 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 with 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 don't know
Shady Park you heard just don't go, quick to the bird up po'-po'
Makin' the way for that rodeo, that show
Gotta hit 'em a reload, I gotta put 'em with the people
I gotta make a nigga stop, drop, roll, oh no the beat go?
Bring that, shit back, wanna hear that, clik-clak

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
Stop and stare, pourin' out a lil' gasoline and then drop a
I'm on, and you know I can't stop 'til I retire
Oh no, we stay swoll, rollin' on tires
Right down the avenue, passin' you rapidly
In the back of the Cadillac and packin' emergency
Camera, light, lights, throwin' a punch and fight, fight
Packin' a lunch and then bite, bite, stay tight, tight

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

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