Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia

Georgia,
Georgia,

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

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

name, country slang
Fiends at the liquor
Lac Cruisin', shootin'
50 on the 10 to 4, overcast the
Shows clouds from dro
And we ready for war in the state of

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

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

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

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

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
eyed peas, turnip and collard greens
We the on the corn
than Bob Marley's pee pee

GA, the state, where we stay
My small city's Albany Georgia
Pecan like catfish with grits
yams and chitlins
Gram's homemade biscuits

The land of classical Caprices and super sports
in the peach cobbler called Georgia
I love the out in L.A.
And the shopping stores in New
The in MIA
But they ain't nothin' like GA red clay

Look on your map, we right Florida, next to Bama
Under the and Tennesse, you'll see Georgia
Where Gladys and the Midnight Train
The birthplace of Martin King

Where ass so plump and are thick
Where Lac sit on 26's
Know where your going or your get
Found on these plum trees in the
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
Nothin' on my but Georgia
We playin' witcha

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

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

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

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

When it gettin' on, won't be when it on like Peachtree
Make a chick take it off like freaknik, down in Georgia
When you see them flags, you know what it is
Your folks picked cotton here, that why we 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 ain't witcha

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

Georgia,
Georgia,