Luyện nghe bài hát Quit Hatin' The South

Uh, it's really goin' in the South bitch
Yeah nigga, we hip hop and rap
And all that shit started in the motherfuckin'

Know I'm sayin'? it went to the West coast
And did it a little bit better
I'm sayin'? But now it's our time
To shine here nigga

Know I'm sayin'? So since y'all niggaz sayin'
We ain't hip hop down here
We don't wanna be with you bitch ass niggaz

So y'all stay up there with bullshit
This country rap tunes here nigga
Young Pimp, Young Bun, Kingz

All the O.G.'s that's the real
I got love for but all you bitch ass niggaz
Talkin' in ya records, you can eat a dick
up

Pushin' cocaine, servin' pounds of
stayin' on the grind
Pussy nigga say he ain't hatin' me
Because if you did, you wouldn't be lyin'

But how in the hell am I to respect the man?
That talk down on song
You steady like a bitch, you steady cryin' your eyes out
Say my name pussy nigga, we can get the on, on, ooh yeah

Quit hatin' the South,
We gettin' paper in the South, money
Quit the South, baby
Quit hatin' the

Well, it's a long time my nigga, I shouldn't have left you
When I some real shit to go left to
Gotta lot of fool, for the ones before me
But when my came they act like they ain't know me

I've been down with rap music since Cold and Melle
MTV put Run-D.M.C. on the tele
Back when tried to tell ya about ya friends
Nigga I was rap all my time and my ends

Bought damn every record the motherfucker dropped
West coast gangsta music, East hip hop
Now it's our time to shine and the is turned
Them aggravated 'cause we gettin' some burn

There's no for everybody, just a few niggaz is swole
Probably 'cause they favorite rappers in control
But just let go of the 'cause it's hurtin' your hands
And pass it over to the next generation of

And hatin' the South, baby
We gettin' paper in the South, getting'
hatin' the South, baby
Quit hatin' the

I'm blastin' off on you like NASA
You standards and hypocrisy remind me of Massa
We ain't good enough to eat at ya table but when ya dick get
You wanna run up with

I from the get coke but I'm still clockin'
Bitch hoe cock suckin'
And goes for all you visitors too
If you don't like it down here, get the on fool

They say you can't rap and they questionin' our
Friendly ass niggaz bad on the Internet
Ain't typin' that much can't be a danger
Catch you in person, I'll break yo' fingers

It's some trash in the but I promise you
From the East to the West, some of y'all too
As long as the beat knock and the hot, son
I can a rat's ass where a rap is from

I N.W.A. and PE
Had me feelin' a rapper was the thing to be
You can't fuck Willie D, UGK either
Disrespectin' the code, does neither

Quit hatin' the South,
We gettin' in the South, gettin' money

To all the radio, TV and even the
hatin' on the Sizz-outh like we ain't impress
Y'all think we came in the place, say man we in the state
Y'all shoulda to Andre, bitch we got somethin' to say

And all you washed up rappers, you what it's about
I see tryin' rap like us and puttin' grills in ya mouth
Y'all buy the beat, buy the beat like y'all bouncin' and
But hoe we know what's goin' on and bitch bullshit ain't workin'

O.G. Rock Ball, write my name up on the wall
Fuck yo' bitch and hit the and put my dick up in her jaw
I'm Sweet Jones, fucked a clone, legend on the
Player's choice, silver Royce, yo' bitch's pussy moist

I'm bumped the school, how I do, sippin' drank, each teen night
In Benz, big blue lens, knock this bitch and fuck her friend
Candy cart, squeeze 'em out, bought the man fuck the house
And y'all still gotta buy dope from us
So what the fuck you bitch niggaz 'bout?

All you ole sensitive ass niggaz, I'm talkin' 'bout?
Y'all on y'all period up there bitch
Know I'm talkin' 'bout? hide behind them e-mail addresses
Sendin' that through the air

Bitch, say my bitch, I'ma come to ya house
Fuck how you feel, country rap nigga
They put all y'all records on one side of the
And put all the country rap on the other side of the store
And see who out first

Bitch ass nigga, it's ya own fault ya ain't sellin'
You reap what you sew and fuck you in ya
Keep that shit
Them young gladiators go get you too partner

Already, UGK for life, fuck how you feel it bitch
Pimp