Luyện nghe bài hát Dream / Southern Hospitality / Partna Dem

[Part 1:

I had a dream I ran Atlanta, and I was on every radio station. And 107.9 was 97.5 again. And they played me at Golden Glad on Friday. And they played me real on the street, we drive up Memorial Drive, up Wesley Chapel. I reopen 112, and Jazzy T's. I'd bring back Turner Field. I fire at all the cops in Cobb county. Chick-Fil-A will be open on Sundays. I bring back LaFace Records, Freaknik. [?], Lou. I got J.R. Crickets some Spelman girls girls with big booties. I reopen SciTrek, strippers will get Mother's day off, and I'd have my own Gangsta Grillz mixtape

[Part 2: Southern

Hey this is Steve from American Dad, and this is Royalty
MOUNTAIN

1]
I ain't no snitch, cops I don't 'em
I no bitch, all I do is run 'em (x2)
Nigga I was stunin', keep that shit a
If it ain't about the then it's not up for discussion
If it ain't

DJ Drama]
After selling out the Georgia Dome 3 nights in a row, after selling 10 million copies of his newest album, Roscoe's Wetsuit, in one week. successfully petitioning to recarve his own face into Stone Mountain, Stone Mountain. He's still givin' you niggas a free mixtape. Why Gambino, why young guy? Why so generous?

I ain't no snitch, cops I trust 'em
I no bitch, all I do is run 'em
I was stunin', keep that shit a hunnid
If it ain't about the money then not up for discussion
If it ain't progress, ain't about success
Why this nigga
You seen sus yet
I'mma fuck the so hard like Tiff
Niggas takin' shots, I'm "nigga don't tempt me"
I what you make, yeah them shows sold out
But you doing clubs and I'm doing like all out,
Why the hell he if all out sync
Royalty the movement, we all out
For real, on a mission
We are not friends, nigga this is
Girl my dream, ain't no split decisions
Watch me cut this bitch off, need some scissors
Mama in the kitchen, hot on them chitlins
I was always spittin', just that no one else was
Got your girl and now we
She to my vision
Now she see what she was
Now she act a different
you she need some distance
Yeah come on over, we can talk it
Now nigga mad, yeah he thought about it
But he really want it
Semen on her
a second coming, Jesus
Flow so genius, low-key this
Puffin' on a like a ho smoke penis
They want me Remus
But I'm just on 'em

[Part 3: Dem]

This on some old Atlanta shit. But I like it cause, It's not about what you know, but who you know. Know I'm saying?

Royalty my dem
No one else might dem
strapped with that arsenal
These winnin', it's hard to tell
Move over, we about to over
Slide up in them DMs, her nigga even notice, I'm focused
I'm the man of the hour, play me on
Play me on hot, nigga I'm hot, nigga stop
Flow so put a cherry on top
Haters so mad, he ain't even know why, all the autonomy
all your feelings, I'm proud of me, head was so good it's psychology
God damn, I'm being who I am
From weird ass little kid to this ballin' ass grown man
Man this beat is going so HAM, flow been since Novem'
Chain been burr Novem', that means cold, I'm just sayin', we ain't playin'
If your man want to lick it I volunteer as tribute
You niggas on them Games, I eat them O's like onion rings
I kill them so constantly
I ain't gotta sugar coat it
See them titties, motorboat it
I'm Dopaliscious like Ottie
Y'all know me, run the world
up like that little girl whose like
Ay-Ay-Ay-Turnup!
Tell them niggas tax season
Atlanta Georgia, black Sweden
I'm a martyr, die for the game
I'm such a martyr I'm runnin' trains like
that shit, slow that shit
Let me it