Luyện nghe bài hát Country Shit Remix

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

1 - Ludacris]
Let me you about these old school Chevys, Cadillac, SS Impalas
If you smoking then we got more sacks Troy Polamalu
Your partners some quarters, my partners want some keys
In we get that paper, can you haters say cheese?
10,000 watt amps, six 15-inch
My bumping like injecting ass shots, like a stripper
No insurance on these whips, tags all
I not be shit to you, but my momma thinks I made it
We gone ball till we fall, or Conjure get us wasted
And I drink that white, all my women think I'm racist
On that brown with a twist, tell these to reminisce
my name is Ludacris and I'm like "Bitch!"

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

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

2 - Big K.R.I.T.]
I told them "Aw man, up"
is what country does
In my crooked letter hoe, who you know do it better
Pull up, hop out, clean, in my old time machine
Keep a for this altitude, because when you riding this high make it hard to breath
Mayday, out payday
pictures off the wall when I creep
Pros get wet as fuck when I
drawl, it's just the way it be
Heavy like sumo, uno
up brown, she sipping on Nuvo
Pimping so cold trick a hoe
space with the flow like I'm living on Pluto
What you know
I'm UGK
Slow it down, chop, chop and it for the folk in Texas
forever wrecking, with the Styrofoam cup and that purple fluid
'Return of 4eva', I thought you this
Country shit, all I see, that's all I know, that's all I feel, that's all I am, that's all I be

3 - Bun B]
I be candy painted, neck and
Sitting on 24's,
up on my scene and I mack your bitch
It ain't hard to tell, I she chose
To send the clothes and shoes
This Charlie Sheen pimping too big to
Roll with trues and girls in twos
Boy you must've wrong, why you be confused?
See, I'm the big brother of Sweet
I know all these street games
But the trick pay, the chick gone say
So she can't lie about she bring
I'm certified USDA
Texas, straight up out PA
Graduated the school of hard with a BA
Right under the of the vice and the DA
Anything we say it as law nigga
When I'm in the booth no rubber, I'm raw
Talk down, getting to your jaw, nigga
Like I'm your pa, go run your ma nigga
No nigga, 100% old school
No house, I'm under the tent
Ask anybody who running this shit
Big Bun in this bitch