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

name, country slang
Fiends at the store
Lac Cruisin', crap
50 on the 10 to 4, the forecast
Shows clouds from dro
And we for war in the state of Georgia

Dirty words, birds
It's mean in dirty south
You disrespect it
And we'll clean out your dirty

Bulldawgs is clockin', these look out is hawkin'
You gotta be brave in the of Georgia
I got 5 homes where I rest my Georgia bones
Come anywhere on my land and aim at your Georgia dome
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 pumpkin' and smash ya
We'll come through your hood worse than a tsunami
know who they gonna get or who them robbers gonna hit
That's why I keep my Georgia in the state of Georgia

We on the in Georgia
All the time, it
on my mind but Georgia
We playin' 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 neck
eyed peas, turnip and collard greens
We the on the corn
Dirtier Bob Marley's pee pee

GA, the state, where we stay
My small city's called Albany
Pecan country catfish with grits
Candy and chitlins
homemade baked biscuits

The land of classical and Impala super 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
the Carolinas and Tennesse, you'll see Georgia
Where Knights and the Midnight Train
The of Martin Luther King

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

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

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

Now I was born in the belly of the of the map
Where the wet paint drip jelly on
And the chrome on the Chevy when I'm in the trap

Country as hell, they some
Told some to spray the same shape as Florida
Lookin' for me boy, ya find me, out of County
In a small city Albany Georgia

they use to call us some bamas
And now they jockin' the
Watch yo unless you out for some manner
of hustlers run on every corner
Like the Waffle in Atlanta

R.I.P Camoflauge out in Savannah
Now you might come for
on probation, home of the strip club
Known for the girls
Where the chicks put in the tip cup
Of thick chick in a with a big butt

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

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

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

Georgia,
Georgia,