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 where I'm from, lost city of New Orleans... we him this

[Ray Charles 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 just let him all of our troops
at the bullshit we been through
Had the niggas sittin on top roofs
Katrina, we shoulda called it Hurricane (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush
Then they tellin y'all lies on the
The white people smiling like everythin
But I know people that died in that
I know that died in them schools
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, you what they want 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 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 this?
I know some fok' that live by the
that on tellin me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back in Betsy
1965, I ain't too young to know
That was President now
but it's (Geeoorrggiiaa)

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

I was born in the boot at the of the map
New Orleans baby, now the white house hatin, 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
thinkin 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 dont bout it
And the children have been scarred, no ones here to bout em
And out, to all the rappers that helped out
Yea we like it callin y'all, but fuck president (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 in the storm, fuck president (Geeoorrggiiaa) Bush
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 bi-tch-es
I'm N.O. the N.O. Yea!

[Chorus] niggas ta poop

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

YEA!
Money money money get a dollar and a
Weezy Baby 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 trip
I'ma trip to Japan and buy some brand new
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 mine
And wit no pen I'm like a bomb BOOM
toon, yea that's what my people call me
Fifty thousand for the cause, tryin the reaper off me
I a lotta syrup, bitches say I'm sleep walkin
Big for the grill, so I'm never cheap talking, yea
talking and the flame leap off the hip
And sparking, pap pap sleep softly
Yea, nap nap, nap sack, three
Like fuck another nigga, nigga just don't be da
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 dot com bitch log in
Put a under your knees and keep ya jaws in
All in ya girl mouth, use her like a
They want a baller and the young nigga ballin
Jordan, pardon my swag
Even my father rich as fuck and all my brothers left the
We said fuck it two houses in Miami
I can't to do cribs, MTV c'mon get at me
Any rapper wan get at me, tell ya label me
Half hundred 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 be da boy diva, not even
There's a 305 I wanted ever since I seen her
Got a topic of this evenin, hotter than a tub
girlfriend dreamin of one day bein Trina
Notta sim seemer, ten ki's in the
Got a white girl drivin, couldn't do it cleaner
I'm fly in the sky like that muthafuckin
Bitches got my on em, and the nigga still livin
Spend a condo and a club, one bottle do
Two won't do, bottles for the whole crew, thanks
And bring me Patrone, I don't play
No ice I like my straight, not gay
And bitch that come everyday, I'm paid
I a nigga come invade, get sprayed
I stomp a nigga out like I got ten
Then they fish the nigga up out the lake in ten
Behave, no ho, I'm on that Rov
Cash Money, Money, ho that money age old
And can't a cage hold this animal Hollygrove
mami I be stoned, I be, I be, I be blowed
Got me copy rock star, Baby fuck these hos
pay me now for me to even take these hos
Price sizin for a and the flow
So either Drama is my nigga, or boy got doe
Go figure that's my nigga, my nigga, my nerve
If anybody else it, sixty thousand a verse