Luyện nghe bài hát Considerate Brotha

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

Mag meetcha at 7/11 a quarter to
Buy rubbers six-fifty 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 turned it into an

be far be it from me to advertise my enterprise
All I'm man my street shit is organized
I got it from city to city, state to state
Don't look at the house, I own the estate

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

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 considerate brotha, that's I am

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

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

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

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

'Cause I got it in me, to take one home
And 'Free Willy', Timb, you so
See I pimpin', before yo' days
Pimpin' easy, hey, hey, hey, hey

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

I will touch 'em but beat 'em
I will fuss wit 'em, never, never 'em
You can call me a considerate
A considerate

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

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

It's the fullback blast in the grab yo' helmet
Slam the mask out of 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 back further than yo' father

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

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

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

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