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

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

This song is to the one wit the suit
Thick white skin and his eyes bright
So called wit you know who
Fuck it he let him kill all of our troops
Look at the we been through
Had the niggas sittin on top roofs
Hurricane Katrina, we shoulda called it (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush
Then they y'all lies on the news
The white people smiling like everythin
But I know people that in that pool
I know people died in them schools
Now is the survivor to do?
Got to no trailer, you move
Now on to Texas and to (Geeoorrggiiaa)
They tell you what they want, show you what they you to see
But don't let you know what's really goin on
Make it look a lotta stealin goin on
Boy them cops is killas in my
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 to the levees, why wasn't they steady
Why wasn't they able to this?
I some fok' that live by the levee
that keep on tellin me heard explosions
Same happened back in Hurricane Betsy
1965, I too young to know this
That was Johnson now
but (Geeoorrggiiaa) Bush

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We a town where (Georgia)
drowned, and
Everybody died, but baby I'm still prayin 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 away like we not on the map
Wait, have you heard the latest, they sayin you gotta paper if you tryin to come back
Niggas thinkin it's a wrap, see we can't hustle in trap, we ain't from (Geeoorrggiaa)
Noooww it's them bodies, them lost houses, the mayor say dont worry bout it
And the children have been scarred, no ones here to 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 them flags, you know what it is
A white cracker muthafucka probably voted for him
And no he ain't gonna 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 still movin then he holdin it down
I had two Jags, but I lost both them
I'm N.O. the N.O. Yea!

[Chorus] niggas ta poop

([DJ Drama:] oh yea, you we was done? 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
Bout to go get surgery and put some diamonds on my YES
Yep, I'm a muthafuckin
trip to Japan 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 say a damn thing
Boy I bet that shotty make you bounce like a
Walkin a thin line, gotta mine
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 for the grill, so I'm never 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, nigga don't be da target
Young New Orleans nigga, just don't be retarded
We done lost and you lookin like a bargain
Purple weed, purple drink, purple heart
I'm the rapper in the game no argin (arguing)

And I ever write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines the margin
Lil dot com bitch log in
Put a pillow under your and keep ya jaws in
All in ya mouth, use her like a toilet
They usually want a baller and the young nigga
Jordan, pardon my swag
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 wan get at me, tell ya label contact 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
woman wanna be da boy diva, not even
There's a 305 dime I wanted ever I seen her
Got a topic of this evenin, hotter than a tub
girlfriend dreamin of one day bein Trina
Notta sim seemer, ten in the Beamer
Got a white girl drivin, do it much cleaner
I'm fly in the sky like muthafuckin ribbon
Bitches got my name on em, and the nigga still
a condo and a club, one bottle won't do
Two bottles do, bottles for the whole crew, thanks
And bring me that Patrone, I play
No ice I my drink straight, not gay
And bitch that come everyday, I'm paid
I wish a nigga invade, get sprayed
I stomp a out like I got ten legs
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 this animal from
Sorry I be stoned, I be, I be, I be blowed
Got me copy rock star, Weezy Baby fuck hos
Gotta pay me now for me to even take hos
Price for a show and the flow
So either Drama is my nigga, or boy got doe
Go figure that's my nigga, that's my nigga, my
If anybody want it, sixty thousand a verse