Luyện nghe bài hát Ova Da Wudz

Something's give

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

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

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

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

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

I'm not the type to be selfish
Set it out and let it out and I'll be back just like Elvis
'Cause the postman twice
Hey Mr.

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

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
travel far, tha southern star shines

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

But ain't no Goodyear, I it like it is so I'm like look here
Just willin' to get what I deserve my to have a mother
And a house, with a dog in the backyard goin' "woof-woof"
Who knows what I'ma say soon's I this recording booth

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

to make them ends meet, like ground beef
You won't believe the shit that attempt
'Cause got other mouths to feed
they own

Power, power, I come some
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 star

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
travel far, tha southern star shines

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

Shakin' that ass for puttin' this gas off in my Cadillac
Back, don't snap, packin' the gats 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' nigga, yeah

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