Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia... Bush

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

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

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

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We from a town (Georgia)
drowned, and
Everybody died, but I'm still prayin wich ya
Everybody but (Georgia)
Aint tried, there's no doubt on my mind it was (Georgia) Bush

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

[Chorus] niggas like ta

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

YEA!
money money get a dollar and a dick
Weezy that crack, muthafucka get a fix
Got out the ass, no homo but I'm rich
to go get surgery and put some diamonds on my wrist YES
Yep, I'm a muthafuckin
I'ma to Japan and buy some brand new shit
hundred to a grand, get you twenty eight grams
If you bout bricks, I'm the interstate man
And the women say damn, them niggas say a damn thing
Boy I bet that shotty you bounce like a bed-spring
Walkin a thin line, gotta defend
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 drink a lotta syrup, bitches say I'm walkin
Big money for the grill, so I'm cheap talking, yea
Keep talking and the leap off the hip
And keep sparking, pap pap sleep
Yea, nap nap, nap sack, three
Like fuck another nigga, nigga just don't be da
Young New Orleans nigga, nigga just be retarded
We done lost and you lookin like a bargain
Purple weed, purple drink, purple sergeant
I'm the best in the game no argin (arguing)

And I don't ever write,
Un-pause this, so keep ya ass lines inside the margin
Lil dot com bitch log in
Put a pillow under your knees and ya jaws in
All in ya mouth, use her like a toilet
They usually want a baller and the young nigga
Mike Jordan, pardon my
Even my father rich as fuck and all my left the family
We said fuck it bought two in Miami
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 miss
Mom dukes, my jeter, she the reason, she the
woman wanna be da boy diva, not even
There's a 305 dime I ever since I seen her
Got a topic of this evenin, hotter a tub steamin
Gotcha girlfriend dreamin of one day Trina
sim seemer, ten ki's in the Beamer
Got a white drivin, couldn't do it much cleaner
I'm fly in the sky like that muthafuckin
Bitches got my name on em, and the nigga livin
Spend a and a club, one bottle won't do
Two bottles do, bottles for the whole crew, thanks
And bring me that Patrone, I don't
No ice I like my straight, not gay
And bitch that come everyday, I'm paid
I wish a nigga come invade, get
I stomp a nigga out like I got ten
Then they the nigga up out the lake in ten days
Behave, no ho, I'm on Rage Rov
Cash Money, Money, ho that money age old
And can't a cage hold this from Hollygrove
mami I be stoned, I be, I be, I be blowed
Got me copy star, Weezy Baby fuck these hos
Gotta pay me now for me to take these hos
Price for a show and the flow
So either is my nigga, or that boy got doe
Go figure that's my nigga, my nigga, my nerve
If anybody want it, sixty thousand a verse