Luyện nghe bài hát Ova Da Wudz

Something's give

Yeah, you know I'm sayin'?
Herring homes, unh, martel homes, carver homes,
Luther king, bankhead

Under-cover, da hills and thru tha woods I go
Like lights, a southern nigga that's comin fo' yo' throat
But not no guillotine see, we be them southern
Remember the socks, aerobic Reeboks and Decaturs, now

You up to par and ready fo yo
I got an ounce of dank and a couple of drinks so crank up a session
Like Tri-City high school, was pullin' 'em in a broke Rabbit
I spit a of words and layin' 'em down was just a habit

Just like smokey, choking off da pee-wee we rolled up
Talkin' about the click will get you laid down hella up
hoo slapped ya boyz across the cheek wit Isotoners
And to tell yo momma and yo pop that you was a goner

Tell 'em Big Boi did it, I that nigga be rhymin'
Every lyric he spit be turnin' charcoals into diamonds and pearls
Girl when you givin up draws, 'cause
I got a couple of niggaz down the that wanna hit it too

I'm not the to be actin' selfish
Set it out and let it out and I'll be right back just Elvis
'Cause the postman rings
Hey Mr.

Power, power, I gimme some
Tha voice over drums, we from, A.T.L.
Put tha S.W.A.T.S., S.W.A.T.S. on yo' car
Let's travel far, tha star shines

Power, power, I come gimme
Tha deadly over drums, we from, A.T.L.
Put tha S.W.A.T.S., S.W.A.T.S. on yo' car
Let's travel far, tha star shines

wanna get signed, but, here to tell you
Record companies act like
paid off what we made
When we the that's fly like blimps

But no Goodyear, I tell it like it is so I'm like look here
willin' to get what I deserve my kids to have a mother
And a little house, with a dog in the goin' "woof-woof"
Who knows what I'ma say soon's I this recording booth

Poof, back in the real world birds fly
From Miami by way of Cuba to whoever to get that high
There's clouds of clowns, of G's
Projects, packed with playas meditating on knees

Just to make them meet, like ground beef
You won't believe the shit niggaz attempt
'Cause they got other to feed
Besides own

Power, power, I come some
Tha voice over drums, we from, A.T.L.
Put tha S.W.A.T.S., S.W.A.T.S. on yo' car
Let's travel far, tha southern shines

Power, power, I come some
Tha deadly voice drums, we from, A.T.L.
Put tha S.W.A.T.S., S.W.A.T.S. on yo' car
Let's far, tha southern star shines

There's some hoes in house, damn right
I'm thinkin' about the way you skull me, me
Suckin' me dry like deserts Mojave, Gotti, hotties and
the way you do me, screw me it make my money flip

Shakin' that ass for daddy puttin' gas off in my Cadillac
Back, don't ever snap, the gats and pimpin' whores
Hors d'oevres, swerve, hit the curb I'm reckless
Back in the days when I was broke I'd snatch your fuckin'
You ol' pussy-ass nigga,

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