Luyện nghe bài hát Country N Gutta

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Country n gutta mouth full of gold ice length chain chevorlet spokes thats how im living and i love it
(thats how im living and i love it) everyday look i be thuggin (cause im thuggin)

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Country and throwed off get ya lil star then swicth to a star but we aint scared to go to war (g's side)
south side gold grillz and new whips and i keep green on me like my name lil flip god's gift
dont gotta hit below the waist dont need a bank account a couple mil in the safe (ay)
let me chill for a min hope you keep a cause you gone need spinach got the whips alligator on the seats
gator boys thuggin couple dimes in the h-o-o-b-s-t-r cookie monster in my blood just call me j-r
give me a ball and imma put it through the hoop you shoot im gone shoot cross me i cross you raised on kool aid
and grits cornbread and im a beast on the streets and i get it from my daddy

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I take a walk outside bandanna on my pocket (bad azz) he be wilding got bad chicks hollin
shine up my cock back my field big money and big stuntin boy
im bout that for real had 50 on my wrist way before i made a hit orange so retarded
but the yellow so sick i got ghetto love from ghetto thugs and ghetto guls yea we act a though ask my dawg romeo
batton rouge where its country as hell everybody touchin known to cause hell in the hot summer
fresh clothes fresh bowls brush my teeth 2 times a day so i got them fresh golds im smilimg at the clubs
im the truth on them beats the they behind it cause im keepin it street im from the gutta
when we find one meal we feed each other so you cant knock my (look)

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Crank up my chevy (chevy) high its just a ticket (oh boy) big block cant control it when im tippin
you can wear your platnium (platnium) and your gold grillz same clothes 3 days and them guls still on me (yea)
i roll wit romeo so they treat me like a king (king) respect it world wide rouge
do ya thing hit my player tonight it going down (down) he say he got that good me
bring the brown down south is where im found (yea) we call it up town except them calls from my dawg
i cant til he touch down (down) gangsta thats my round (round) disrespect it we gone clown
got sum in the car gone chop a hundred round (round) boy you know im real i show love to all my people
a round my neck try to touch it they gone beat ya (beat ya) country and im gutta they thought i wouldn't make it no matter
what say boy we kept jiggalatin

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