Luyện nghe bài hát Coming 2 America

The royal penis is clean your
Thank you, king

motherfuckers, welcome to the United States of America
Time to out the red carpet on y'all bitch asses
Hailin' from the filthy, dirty South, the kings lay
Ludacris, disturbin' tha peace
Recognize royalty you hear it
The throne has taken, so kiss this niggas earring
Luda throw grapes on these bitches

These bitches throwin' rose at my feet man
They wanna spoil me, treatin' me like
What I'm 'sposed to do? It's a sweet thang
Work that track, whip 'em 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, just go to jail
With no probation or bail but this ain't
It's Jolly Green 'cause we smoke so much Broccoli

Oh oh o's, Luda's oodles of noodles
And testin' me is like pitbulls put up to
My rap career back further than yo' father hairline
It's Ludacris, I more nuts than Delta 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 and I'm here to teach the principle
'Cause I've saved by mo' bells than Lark Vorhees

Man fuck that 'Cris man, for real man
I'm tired of this man
Man I try to rap for the nigga, I try to get a tracks
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 me, man is this shit on?
'Cris c'mon 'Cris, 'Cris, man
Fuck you nigga, man you

Fuck you too, what you wanna do? nigga
But I got a arsenal of down to twenty-twos
Know how to use 'em, fight 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 than five Danny DeVitos
I'm on a ranch, get laid more than Fritos
With five strippers, wives and three amigos

I go scuba divin' in Bays at
I find gold links and snatch 'em like I'm
But I'm the light-skinteted version of
I've seen Beatles and Jagged Edges than Ringo
I used to run numbers in they called me Bingo
'Cause I'm big, you a star, you just twinkle
Old asses like sharpeis, all wrinkled
And I stay with more 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 homes 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 week of the lava
Ya see what I' m

Yeah, can I get a little hit of that, little nigga with a sack
C.P. set a bigger trap look at Godby Road and Old Nat
they kick it at? And a lot of people just 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 rodeo
Gotta hit 'em with a reload, I gotta put 'em 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 goes there? it's Poppa Bear
Stop and stare, pourin' out a lil' and then drop a flare
I'm on, fire and you know I can't stop 'til I
Oh no, we stay swoll, rollin' on Vogue
Right down the avenue, passin' you stackin'
In the of the Cadillac and packin' emergency action
Camera, light, lights, a punch and then fight, fight
Packin' a and then bite, bite, A-T-L stay tight, tight

I'm just to save ya shorty, I'ma let you know it's real down yeah
When you down 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 real at
I ain't lyin' when you in Decatur and you down Glenwood

Candler Road or Rainbow nigga
'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 dem real niggaz at
Matter of fact, just when ya get to Georgia nigga