Luyện nghe bài hát Ova Da Wudz

Something's give

Yeah, you know what I'm
Herring homes, unh, homes, carver homes, tekwood
Martin Luther king,

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

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

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

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

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

Power, power, I gimme 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 travel far, tha southern 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 southern shines

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

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

Poof, back in the world where birds fly
From Miami by way of Cuba to whoever wants to get high
There's of clowns, seas of G's
Projects, packed with playas on their knees

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

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 southern shines

Power, power, I come gimme
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

There's some in this house, damn right
I'm thinkin' about the way you me, guzz me
Suckin' me dry like Mojave, Gotti, hotties and honeydips
Likin the way you do me, me it make my money flip

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

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