Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia

Georgia,
Georgia,

We on the in, Georgia
All the time, it
Nothin' on my mind but,
We ain't playin'

We on the in, Georgia
All the time, it
Nothin' on my mind but,
We ain't playin'

Country name, country slang, fiends at the store
Lac Cruisin', Shootin', 50 on the 10 to 4
Overcast the forecast shows from plenty dro
And we ready for war in the state of,

Dirty words, dirty Birds, it's mean in dirty south
You ever it, and we'll clean out your dirty mouth.
is clockin' these look out boys is hawkin'
You gotta be in the state of, Georgia

I got 5 Georgia homes where I my Georgia bones
Come anywhere on my land and I'll aim at your dome
If you get in an altercation just hop on your phone
And tell somebody you need help in the of, Georgia

We some ATL thrashers, scope pumpkin and smash ya
We'll come through your hood worse than a disaster
Don't who they gonna get or who them robbers gonna hit
That's why I keep my Tech in the state of, Georgia

We on the in, Georgia
All the time, it
on my mind but, Georgia
We ain't witcha

We on the grind in,
All the time, it
Nothin' on my mind but,
We playin' witcha

I'm from the home of the bones
Black Peas, turnip and Collard Greens
We the children on the corn dirtier than Bob pee pee
GA, the peach state, we stay
My city's called Albany, Georgia

Pecan country like catfish with
Candy yams and chitlins, gram's homemade biscuits
The land of classical Caprices and Impala sports
Ingredients in the peach cobbler called,

I the women out in L.A.
And the shopping stores in New
The in MIA
But ain't nothin' like that GA red clay

Look on your map, we above Florida, next to Bama
Under the and Tennessee, you'll see, Georgia
Where Gladys Knights and the Midnight
The birthplace of Martin Luther

Where ass so plump and hips are
Lac trucks sit on 26's
Know where your going or your get
Found on these trees in the south
These choppas will tomahawk your top down here in,

We on the in, Georgia
All the time, it
Nothin' on my mind but,
We ain't playin'

We on the in, Georgia
All the time, it
Nothin' on my mind but,
We playin' witcha

Now I was in the belly of the bottom of the map
Where the wet drip jelly on Pirelliz
And the chrome on the when I'm choppin' in the trap
Country as hell, they some

Told some to spray something the same as Florida,
Lookin' for me boy, ya me
Out of Dougherty County in a small city called Albany,
Where they use to us some bamas

And now they jockin' the
Watch yo mouth unless you out for manner
Bunch of hustlers run on every corner like the house in Atlanta
R.I.P camoflauge out in Savannah,

Now you might come for vacation, leave on
of the strip club, known for the thick girls
Where the put tips in the tip cup
Of thick in a thong with a big butt

When it on, won't be cheap when it on like Peachtree
a chick take it off like freaknik, down here in, Georgia
When you see them confederate flags, you what it is
folks picked cotton here, that why we call it, "The Field"
I got a Chevrolet on 26's, I'm GA, GA, Georgia

We on the in, Georgia
All the time, it
on my mind but, Georgia
We ain't playin'

We on the in, Georgia
All the time, it
Nothin' on my but, Georgia
We playin' witcha

Georgia,
Georgia,