Luyện nghe bài hát Considerate Brotha

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

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

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

Well be far be it from me to advertise my
All I'm sayin' man my shit is organized
I got it franchised city to city, state to state
Don't at the house, I own the whole estate

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

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

I touch 'em, what, but won't beat 'em, what
I will fuss wit 'em, I mistreat 'em
You can call me a brotha, say what?
A brotha

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bitch I pack a black tux fo'
Want me to 'em with courtesy
But psssh, Ludacris nigga bitch get on you purposely
Perfectly, dressed to impress, fresh the head down

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

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

From Raggedy Ann and to Daiquiri drinks and brandy
I take 'em off the streets and put 'em back on with a lil'
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 might 'em, yea
You can call me a considerate brotha, say
A brotha

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

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