Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia

Georgia,
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 playin' witcha

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

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

is clockin', these look out boys is hawkin'
You gotta be brave in the state of
I got 5 Georgia homes where I rest my Georgia
Come anywhere on my and I'll aim at your Georgia dome
If you get in an just hop on your mobile phone
And tell somebody you need in the middle of Georgia

We ATL thrashers, scope your pumpkin' and smash ya
We'll come through your worse than a tsunami disaster
Don't know who gonna get or who them 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 playin'

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

I'm from the home of the neck
Black eyed peas, turnip and collard
We the on the corn
Dirtier than Bob pee pee

GA, the peach state, where we
My small called Albany Georgia
country like catfish with grits
Candy yams and
Gram's baked biscuits

The land of Caprices and Impala super sports
Ingredients in the peach cobbler Georgia
I love the out in L.A.
And the shopping in New York
The in MIA
But they ain't nothin' like that GA red

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

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

We on the grind in
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 ain't 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 when I'm choppin in the trap

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

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

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

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

We on the grind in
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

Georgia,
Georgia,