Luyện nghe bài hát Kings Of The South

(*talking*)
Oh (oh), oh (oh) what the streets been asking fa
The real Kings, Lil' and Z-Ro ha-ha-ha
Clover G'z and Rap-A-Lot, different
But we both in the Up Click, let's go

[Lil'
Look me and my niggaz, we deep with them triggas
I'm a school boy yeah right, I run with killas
Afilliated with pimps, I know too many
I've been rapping eight years, I got too placks
Now I run in your crib, and take your son out the crib
And put the gun to his bib, now it's one in his

I in and out of the jail house, I can afford to bail out
You can call me the post man, all I do is follow my route
I got a ass attitude, excuse me nigga you have to move
See these big niggaz I'm walking with, there's some behind you too
Don't want us to trip, you don't see this extended clip
Be on the for Z-Ro and Lil' Flip, this is history in the making ya bitch

Flip]
Now I'm back my crew, like we ain't got nothing to do
So if you with them, then I'm beefing with you
I'm the of the South, you see the ring and the house
I'm a major playa like, Green in the South
So if I kick in your do', and put my dick in hoe
Give me the brick in the flo', now time to go

When I roll I roll solo, I got seven sets of fo'
I got rid of all my old bitches, to way for some mo' hoes
We are the real Kings, god it my grill clean
I and I still lean, hit up C-Note or Will-Lean (why dat)
Cause I kick's it with my people, friends they all turn evil
might try, to do me something lethal
All y'all claiming to be cold, can deal with my heater

[Lil'
Oh no I flip like Puffy, I slay niggaz like Buffy
You a fag, I refuse to let a label me
Cause I'm the shots, my favorite rapper is Pac
Nigga I was cars, when you was wiping your snot
So I blow up your office, and rob one of your bosses
I can't take no losses, you know how the South is
Hell yeah we throw bows for really, we dro and Philly's
I get three dollas with this, you only getting a
This nigga, will never be in my position
How you gon fight, when you got
So when I stomp your ass, and I front your ass
And when I punch your ass, you ain't gon wanna no mo' let's go

I'm a kin folk, I stack and don't spend do'
I got five tint, on each and every one of my windows
the wind blows, another Benjamin goes
Where the rest of the Benjamins go, hoe I'm for your info

[Lil'
I'm the rap LeBron, better yet I'm
I was flipping work, when you was playing
I take a brick from here, I move it on the East
I got New York niggaz, 23
So when I hit your gut, I'm in my truck
I come to pick up bucks, that I'm picking up sluts now let's ride