Luyện nghe bài hát Country Boyz

We just country boys, country walk, country talk
Don't bring it here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off
We just some country boys, walk, country talk
Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa it's jumpin' off

This nigga no with my Hanes tee shirt, with a pic and roll chain
Doo-rag, heavy blue 'Lac , 85 South, drive it too fast
My don't roll no billies, get a big box of them brown Dutches
We don't want no new Cartel
lemme get them keys to the Cutlass
Represent for the M I L, the A T L, the
Stay smokin' that smackdown, keep myself a half pound
You know me, still in the cut, on the po'ch Jig drillin' it up
Black folks just livin' it up, next week not givin a fuck!

What's up? Grown standin, only rap to them women
Stay high, we'll play shy, least till I can get wit 'em
whattchu thinkin'? Whattchu drinkin'? Thinkin' it is what it ain't
I can't be trickin', so don't be trippin', I can't when I can't, come on

We just some country boys, walk, country talk
Don't bring it here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off
We just some country boys, country walk, country
Don't bring it here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off

hooked it up, like the waitress from the IHop
Nothin but the grits, steak, and egg with
Waitin for the five dollar pancake, front-back side to
polly country boy, Cadillac, cat sick in the multi-color
All clean inches at the seam plenty chickens
Get the green the swishers at the Beam shit done seem
muh'fucker, what y'all niggaz do for cream
Never knock the scheme, only what the cheddar bring

Hate, fake-niggaz, hoes, envy, greed,
Can't hate, what a make, type of enemies
Smilin' in my face but they really no friend to me
Can't wait, send em straight nine milli-mee
Aww naw, y'all niggaz ain't feelin' me!
Colt 45 everytime Billy D
Ninety-five [Incomprehensible] leave through
Quarter pound the chron' fuckin wit my memory

We some country boys, country walk, country talk
Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' jumpin' off
We just some country boys, country walk, country
Don't bring it round 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off

Peanut butter, rag-tops, what's fuckin' wit
beans pork chops, what's fuckin' wit that?
Dime sack with the gnac, what's wit that?
What's fuckin' that? What's fuckin' wit that?
Every Chevy on dubs, what's fuckin' wit
Jodi-Bodi, strip clubs, what's wit that?
Nappy Roots, hey dawg, what's fuckin' wit
What's fuckin' wit that? What's wit that?

Go down to the country, you won't go back
Vertical grills in of the 'Lac
roll so fast put one in my back
Plus a buncha boys wit gats
You don't want a that
my nine right beside me, at all times
'Coz I be in the line, like some of niggaz you find
Don't want you to shine, yea

From the side and to nine
Roll around here somethin' tryna mine
Lord know but I got a early time
Got me feelin' to', now my Eggo's
See I'm a country boy, the door
Clinton and Gore, been warned
and more, better hit the floor
Them yeggaz want ya 'coz they in with them laws

Fuck yo life, my chife and I got my ride, fool, I'm ready to ride
For my yeggaz bring it to you dead or alive
Yeah that's fo sho' ya betta know
You a nasty hoe, ya betta that
Got a quiet spot we can go at
And if you wit that, we can show you where the doe at

We just some country boys, country walk, country
Don't bring it round here 'less ya know fa it's jumpin' off
We just some country boys, country walk, country
bring it round here 'less ya know fa sho' it's jumpin' off

Peanut butter, rag-tops, what's wit that?
String beans pork chops, fuckin' wit that?
Dime sack with the gnac, what's fuckin' wit
What's fuckin' with that? What's wit that?
Chevy on dubs, what's fuckin' wit that?
Jodi-Bodi, clubs, what's fuckin' wit that?
Nappy Roots, hey dawg, what's fuckin' wit
What's fuckin' wit that? What's wit that?