Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia... Bush

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

[Ray sample:] Georgia.........

This song is to the one wit the suit
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 bullshit we been
Had the niggas sittin on top they
Katrina, we shoulda called it Hurricane (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush
Then they tellin y'all lies on the
The white smiling like everythin cool
But I know people that died in pool
I know people died in them schools
Now is the survivor to do?
Got to no trailer, you gotta
Now on to Texas and to (Geeoorrggiiaa)
They tell you what they want, you what they want you to see
But they don't let you know what's goin on
Make it look like a lotta goin on
Boy cops is killas in my home
Nigga shot in the middle of the street
I ain't no thief, I'm just to eat
Man fuck the and president (Geeoorrrggiiaa) Bush
So what to the levees, why wasn't they steady
Why they able to control this?
I know fok' that live by the levee
keep on tellin me they heard explosions
Same happened back in Hurricane Betsy
1965, I ain't too young to this
That was Johnson now
but it's (Geeoorrggiiaa)

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We from a town (Georgia)
drowned, and
Everybody died, but baby I'm still wich ya
Everybody but (Georgia)
Aint tried, there's no doubt 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, to wash away like we not on the map
Wait, have you heard the latest, sayin you gotta have paper if you tryin to come back
Niggas it's 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 worry bout it
And the children have been scarred, no ones to care bout em
And out, to all the rappers that helped out
Yea we it they callin y'all, but fuck president (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush
We see them flags, you know what it is
A white muthafucka that probably voted for him
And no he ain't gonna no dollas, but he do drop bombs
R.I.P. Tay 'cause he in the storm, fuck president (Geeoorrggiiaa) Bush
See us in ya city man, give us a
'cause if a still movin then he holdin it down
I had two Jags, but I lost both bi-tch-es
I'm N.O. the N.O. Yea!

[Chorus] niggas like ta

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

YEA!
Money money money get a and a dick
Weezy Baby 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 trip to and buy some brand new shit
Nine to a grand, get you twenty eight grams
If you bout bricks, I'm the interstate man
And the women say damn, them niggas don't say a damn
Boy I bet that shotty you bounce like a bed-spring
Walkin a thin line, gotta defend
And wit no pen I'm sorta a bomb BOOM
toon, yea that's what my people call me
Fifty for the cause, tryin keep the reaper off me
I drink a lotta syrup, bitches say I'm sleep
Big money for the grill, so I'm never talking, yea
Keep talking and the flame off the hip
And sparking, pap pap sleep softly
Yea, nap nap, nap sack, three
Like another nigga, nigga just don't be da target
Young New Orleans nigga, just don't be retarded
We done everythin and you lookin like a bargain
Purple weed, purple drink, purple sergeant
I'm the best rapper in the game no (arguing)

And I don't ever write,
Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines the margin
Lil dot com bitch log in
Put a pillow under knees and keep ya jaws in
All in ya girl mouth, use her a toilet
They want a baller and the young nigga ballin
Jordan, pardon my swag
Even my father rich as and all my brothers 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 hundred for a feature, 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
Everybody woman wanna be da boy diva, not
There's a 305 dime I wanted ever since I her
Got a of this evenin, hotter than a tub steamin
girlfriend dreamin of one day bein Trina
Notta sim seemer, ten in the Beamer
Got a white girl drivin, couldn't do it much
I'm fly in the sky like that ribbon
Bitches got my name on em, and the still livin
Spend a condo and a club, one won't do
Two bottles won't do, bottles for the 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 wish a nigga come invade, get
I stomp a nigga out like I got ten
Then fish the nigga up out the lake in ten days
Behave, no ho, I'm on Rage Rov
Cash Money, Young Money, ho that age old
And can't a cage hold animal from Hollygrove
Sorry I be stoned, I be, I be, I be blowed
Got me rock star, Weezy Baby fuck these hos
Gotta pay me now for me to take these hos
sizin for a show and the flow
So Drama is my nigga, or that boy got doe
Go figure that's my nigga, my nigga, my nerve
If anybody else want it, sixty thousand a