Luyện nghe bài hát Considerate Brotha

Disturbin' tha peace, the Club
Ludacris, from the A T L
We take it to N C, to V A
To L.A., to N.Y.and in between
Uh, we gon' do it this, Timbaland Magoo, check it out

Mag meetcha at 7/11 a quarter to
Buy rubbers then we fuckin' this heaven
My ass the kid momma let him hit it
He nut up in ya mouth and she bet' not spit it

Look bein' a mack is all about game
I maim hoes for makin' me cum make her buy me some rum
I got the town ho-infested, you 'em
Invested in prostitution it into an institution

be far be it from me to advertise my enterprise
All I'm sayin' man my shit is organized
I got it franchised city to city, state to state
look at the house, I own the whole estate

But wait, baby, baby, baby, shake too
baby, make too
Baby, baby, baby, baby, too, make too

I love 'em, no, I don't need 'em, no
I might hug 'em, yea, I might 'em, yea
You can call me a considerate brotha, say
A considerate brotha, that's I am

I will 'em, what, but won't beat 'em, what
I fuss wit 'em, I never mistreat 'em
You can call me a considerate brotha, say
A brotha

Woah, up Saturday about to press my suit
Wakin' up early about to fix me some juice
I got my chicks lined up, which one 'em I'm choose
I got my lined up, which one 'em I'm gonna use

I got my, Louis Vuitton on, pumpin', mind-blowin'
Chicks can't even drive straight without them blown horn
I'm just a illmatic, all dramatic
a automatic, keep up on all tactics

I'm just that pimp nigga Va. Beach
each, uh, let me not slur my speech
I got that liquor in me, no juice, no
But the up Remi, kicks 'bout to get loose

I got it in me, 'bout to take one home
And Willy', Timb, you so silly
See I been pimpin', before yo'
ain't easy, hey, hey, hey, hey

I love 'em, no, I don't need 'em, no
I might hug 'em, no, I feed 'em, yea
You can call me a considerate brotha, say
A brotha

I will 'em but won't beat 'em
I fuss wit 'em, never, never mistreat 'em
You can me a considerate brotha
A brotha

Bitch I a black tux fo' emergencies
Want me to treat 'em with
But psssh, Ludacris mack nigga bitch get on you
Perfectly, dressed to impress, fresh from the head

Leave 'em let down, I'm the king of shit, you take a step down
Admire the merchandise, talk back get twice
Or hand held, I got women me panties in my fan mail
hat with a big mouth, A T L, Dirt South
Hoes comin' up short? finna get cursed out!

It's the fullback blast in the grab yo' helmet
the mask out of these hoes and they say, "What is that, velvet?"
And they meet they quota, betta yet betta meet they deadline
And I got hoes who legs go further than yo' father hairline

From Raggedy Ann and Andy to Daiquiri and brandy
I 'em off the streets and put 'em back on with a lil' candy
I'm the pimp of the year, I'm a all around
A pimp of the town we pimpin' 'em up, hoes

I don't love 'em, no, I need 'em, no
I might hug 'em, yea, I feed 'em, yea
You can call me a brotha, say what?
A brotha

I touch 'em, what but won't beat 'em, what
I will fuss wit 'em, never, mistreat 'em
You can call me a brotha
A considerate

Easy, me now
me now baby, come on
Come on with me, walk witcha daddy
Easy, yea, it easy baby
Let your blow out, come on