Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia... Bush

This song right here, is dedicated to the president of the United of America
Y'all might know him as Bush
But I'm from, lost city of New Orleans... we call him this

Charles sample:] Georgia.........

This song is dedicated to the one wit the
white skin and his eyes bright blue
So called beef wit you who
Fuck it he let him kill all of our troops
Look at the we been through
Had the niggas sittin on top they
Katrina, we shoulda called it Hurricane (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush
Then they tellin lies on the news
The white people smiling like everythin
But I know people died in that pool
I know that died in them schools
Now what is the to do?
Got to no trailer, you gotta
Now it's on to and to (Geeoorrggiiaa)
They tell you they want, show you what they want you to see
But they let you know what's really goin on
Make it look a lotta stealin goin on
Boy them cops is in my home
Nigga dead in the middle of the street
I no thief, I'm just tryin to eat
Man the police and president (Geeoorrrggiiaa) Bush
So what happened to the levees, why wasn't they
Why they able to control this?
I some fok' that live by the levee
that keep on me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back in Betsy
1965, I too young to know this
That was President now
but it's (Geeoorrggiiaa)

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We a town where (Georgia)
drowned, and
Everybody died, but I'm still prayin wich ya
cryin but (Georgia)
Aint nobody tried, there's no on my mind it was (Georgia) Bush

I was born in the at the bottom of the map
New Orleans baby, now the white house hatin, tryin to wash away we not on the map
Wait, have you heard the latest, they sayin you gotta have paper if you tryin to back
Niggas thinkin a wrap, see we can't hustle in they trap, we ain't from (Geeoorrggiaa)
Noooww it's them dead bodies, them lost houses, the mayor say dont worry it
And the have been scarred, no ones here to care bout em
And fash out, to all the rappers helped out
Yea we like it they callin y'all, but fuck (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush
We see Confederate flags, you know what it is
A white cracker that probably voted for him
And no he gonna drop no dollas, but he do drop bombs
R.I.P. Tay 'cause he died in the storm, fuck president (Geeoorrggiiaa)
See us in ya man, give us a pound
'cause if a nigga still movin he holdin it down
I had two Jags, but I lost both them
I'm N.O. the N.O. Yea!

[Chorus] niggas like ta

([DJ Drama:] oh yea, you thought we was Naw)

YEA!
Money money money get a dollar and a
Baby that crack, muthafucka get a fix
Got money out the ass, no homo but I'm
to go get surgery and put some diamonds on my wrist YES
Yep, I'm a trip
I'ma trip to and buy some brand new shit
Nine to a grand, get you twenty eight grams
If you talkin bricks, I'm the interstate man
And the say damn, them niggas don't say a damn thing
Boy I bet that shotty make you bounce a bed-spring
Walkin a line, gotta defend mine
And wit no pen I'm sorta like a bomb
Young toon, yea that's what my people me
Fifty thousand for the cause, keep the reaper off me
I a lotta syrup, bitches say I'm sleep walkin
Big money for the grill, so I'm cheap talking, yea
Keep talking and the flame off the hip
And sparking, pap pap sleep softly
Yea, nap nap, nap sack, forties
Like fuck another nigga, just don't be da target
Young New Orleans nigga, just don't be retarded
We lost everythin and you lookin like a bargain
Purple weed, purple drink, purple sergeant
I'm the best rapper in the no argin (arguing)

And I don't write, pause
Un-pause this, so ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com log in
Put a pillow under your knees and ya jaws in
All in ya girl mouth, use her a toilet
usually want a baller and the young nigga ballin
Mike Jordan, my swag
Even my father rich as fuck and all my brothers left the
We said fuck it bought two houses in
I wait to do cribs, MTV c'mon get at me
Any rapper wan get at me, tell ya label me
Half four for a feature, wanna battle, I'll beat ya
I'm a beast, I'm a preacher, I'm the son of cita
Mom dukes, my jeter, she the reason, she the
Everybody woman wanna be da boy diva, not
There's a 305 I wanted ever since I seen her
Got a topic of this evenin, hotter a tub steamin
Gotcha girlfriend dreamin of one day bein
Notta sim seemer, ten in the Beamer
Got a white girl drivin, couldn't do it cleaner
I'm fly in the sky like muthafuckin ribbon
Bitches got my name on em, and the nigga livin
a condo and a club, one bottle won't do
Two bottles won't do, for the whole crew, thanks
And bring me Patrone, I don't play
No ice I like my straight, not gay
And that bank come everyday, I'm paid
I a nigga come invade, get sprayed
I stomp a nigga out I got ten legs
Then they fish the up out the lake in ten days
Behave, no ho, I'm on Rage Rov
Money, Young Money, ho that money age old
And can't a cage hold this animal Hollygrove
Sorry mami I be stoned, I be, I be, I be
Got me copy rock star, Weezy fuck these hos
Gotta pay me now for me to even these hos
sizin for a show and the flow
So Drama is my nigga, or that boy got doe
Go figure my nigga, that's my nigga, my nerve
If anybody else want it, thousand a verse