Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia

Georgia,
Georgia,

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

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

name, country slang, fiends at the liquor 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 this dirty
You ever disrespect it, and we'll clean out dirty mouth.
Bulldawgs is these look out boys is hawkin'
You gotta be brave in the state of,

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

We some ATL thrashers, scope your pumpkin and ya
We'll come through your hood worse than a tsunami
Don't know who they gonna get or who robbers gonna hit
why I keep my Georgia 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 in, Georgia
All the time, it
Nothin' on my mind but,
We ain't playin'

I'm from the of the neck bones
Black Peas, turnip and Collard Greens
We the children on the corn than Bob Marley's pee pee
GA, the peach state, where we
My small city's Albany, Georgia

Pecan country like catfish grits
Candy yams and chitlins, gram's homemade baked
The of classical Caprices and Impala super sports
Ingredients in the cobbler called, Georgia

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

on your map, we right above Florida, next to Bama
Under the Carolinas and Tennessee, see, Georgia
Where Gladys and the Midnight Train
The of Martin Luther King

ass so plump and hips are thick
Where Lac sit on 26's
Know your going or your get lost
Found on these plum in the south
These choppas will tomahawk your top here in, Georgia

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

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 paint jelly on Pirelliz
And the chrome on the Chevy I'm choppin' in the trap
as hell, they some warriors

Told some to spray something the shape as Florida,
for me boy, ya find me
Out of Dougherty County in a city called Albany, Georgia
they use to call us some bamas

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

Now you come for vacation, leave on probation
Home of the club, known for the thick girls
Where the chicks put in the tip cup
Of thick chick in a with a big butt

When it gettin' on, be cheap when it on like Peachtree
Make a chick take it off freaknik, down here in, Georgia
When you see confederate flags, you know what it is
Your picked cotton here, that why we call it, "The Field"
I got a Chevrolet on 26's, I'm from GA, GA,

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

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

Georgia,
Georgia,