Luyện nghe bài hát King Of Da South

I been a to society
Since
Since menace to
Still refused to become a citizen quietly
Felt like my hidin' me
But here I am
I be back to slangin' grams any day
And if record flop
I'll be--back
Wit' a bomb of
Wit' see-Rod and the
This industry's a faade
Man this ain't life
Half these rappers know what sacrifice feel like
Man these is all hype
Not rappin' on real mics
They just get high and say whatever the fuck feel like
They make me feel like these niggas one at a time
And I'm still these niggas
Hoe a rhyme

Hey, these other niggas talkin'
I don't believe that
I'm the king I said it
And I mean shit
Hey, what's so 'bout him
Hey, he ain't all shit
I set the in fire
Have you that shit?
Hey, these other niggas talkin'
I don't that shit
I'm the king 'cause I it
And I that shit
Hey, the big deal about him?
He ain't that shit
I set the on fire
Have you seen that

It's only five outta Atlanta who bustin'
And I'm one of 'em
The other four, you who you are
But if you gotta twice
Well shawty you nice
Regardless of your publishing
You can't
I'm the thing left blowin' breath on the mic
The king of the
Nothin' else suffice
You to bet?
Well put yo' up
the price
Me and you putting matches to ice
You won't it
I had a deal
I was still butt
God signed this, like keeping' the promise
The truth
Like Beenie's LP
You can do a song with
And outsell me
I'm a in my own time
A in my own rhymes
A king a concubine

Niggas you, a dime a dozen
come and go
So why I'm now
And I never run before
choppers, cock 'em and blow
Stoppin' the
Bet or owe 'em, the hoes
You keep watchin' the door
Pop 'em, watch 'em drop to the
Fluff his and go
Put a block on his nose
And a in his clothes
He can his watches and gold
For his to hold
She'll be buyin' the hoes
the drama unfolds
They know shawty control
Got me hot as a
holes in yo' Girbaud
Wettin' up yo'
and Callico's
A black and a
Lettin' loose and your dome
back in the Brougham
Known for kickin' in yo'
Wavin' in yo' home
it out
I'm sorry I hearin' you out
You hearin'
The squad Fe in your heart
Because you sacrifice
Was and dear to your heart

Hey, my
Y'all know what it is
T-I-P, Grand Hustle, Squad
For life
on the beat, dig this man
I'ma keep it always
I'm down
niggas gone send yo' demos in
Get cha motherfuckin' deal
Go records
I got houses, I got blow, I got dro
Nigga I got hoes, I got property nigga
What you to do nigga?
Fuck y'all
Come see about me if you like it
of da God damn south
Rubberband man in this
Uh, oh, oh