Luyện nghe bài hát Country Shit Remix

[Intro -
Yeah!
I've been waiting to tell them about country shit.
learn you
You
Luda!

[Verse 1 -
Let me tell you about these old Chevys, Cadillac, SS Impalas
If you smoking we got more sacks then Troy Polamalu
Your partners want some quarters, my partners want keys
In Atlanta we get that paper, can you haters say
10,000 amps, six 15-inch Kickers
My bumping like injecting ass shots, like a stripper
No insurance on whips, tags all outdated
I might not be shit to you, but my momma thinks I it
We gone ball we fall, or this Conjure get us wasted
And I never drink white, all my women think I'm racist
On that brown with a twist, tell these hoes to
That my name is Ludacris and I'm "Bitch!"

- Big K.R.I.T.]
Let me tell you about this fly dirty, dirty
Third coast, muddy
pop that pussy if you want to
Let me tell you about old school pour and lean
yams and collard greens
Pocket full of stones clean

Let me you about this country shit, country, country shit (X4)

2 - Big K.R.I.T.]
I told them "Aw man, up"
Country is what does
In my crooked letter hoe, who you do it better for?
up, hop out, clean, in my old school time machine
Keep a parachute for this altitude, because when you riding this high it hard to breath
Mayday, out payday
Knocking pictures off the when I creep
get wet as fuck when I speak
Southern drawl, just the way it be
Heavy like sumo, uno
Pouring up brown, she on Nuvo
Pimping so never trick a hoe
Outer space with the like I'm living on Pluto
you know bitch?
I'm UGK
it down, chop, chop and screw it for the folk in Texas
That forever wrecking, the Styrofoam cup and that purple fluid
of 4eva', I thought you knew this
Country shit, that's all I see, that's all I know, all I feel, that's all I am, that's all I be

3 - Bun B]
I be painted, neck and wrists
on 24's, Vogues
Pull up on my scene and I mack bitch
It ain't to tell, I suppose she chose
To over the clothes and shoes
This Sheen pimping too big to lose
with trues and keep girls in twos
Boy you must've heard wrong, why you be
See, I'm the big of Sweet James
I know all about these street
But the gone pay, the chick gone say
So she can't lie what she bring
I'm like USDA
Representing Texas, up out PA
Graduated the school of hard with a BA
Right under the of the vice and the DA
Anything we say take it as law
I'm in the booth no rubber, I'm raw nigga
Talk down, busted to your jaw, nigga
Like I'm your pa, go run your ma nigga
No fraud nigga, 100% old
No house, I'm under the tent
Ask here who running this shit
It's Big Bun in this