Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia

Georgia,
Georgia,

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

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

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

Dirty words, dirty Birds, it's in this dirty south
You ever disrespect it, and clean out your dirty mouth.
Bulldawgs is clockin' these look out is hawkin'
You gotta be brave in the state of,

I got 5 Georgia homes where I rest my bones
anywhere on my land and I'll aim at your Georgia 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, your pumpkin and smash ya
We'll come through your worse than a tsunami disaster
Don't know who they gonna get or who them robbers hit
That's why I keep my Georgia Tech in the of, Georgia

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

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

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

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

I love the out in L.A.
And the stores in New York
The in MIA
But they nothin' like that GA red clay

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Georgia,
Georgia,