Luyện nghe bài hát Quit Hatin' The South

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

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

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

So stay up there with that bullshit
This rap tunes down here nigga
Young Pimp, Bun, Underground Kingz

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

Pushin' cocaine, servin' pounds of
Steady on the grind
Pussy nigga can't say he ain't me
Because if you did, then you be lyin'

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

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

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

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

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

There's no room for everybody, a few niggaz is swole
Probably 'cause favorite rappers ain't in control
But just let go of the past 'cause it's hurtin' your
And pass it over to the next of fans

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

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

I from the get coke but I'm clockin' figures
Bitch hoe cock suckin'
And that for all you visitors too
If you like it down here, get the fuck on fool

They say you can't rap and questionin' our intellect
Friendly ass niggaz jumpin' bad on the
Ain't nobody typin' that much be a danger
Catch you in person, I'll break yo' fingers

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

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

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

To all the radio, TV and even the
Been hatin' on the like we ain't impress
think we came in the place, say man we came 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 y'all tryin' rap like us and puttin' grills in ya
Y'all buy the beat, buy the beat like y'all and twerkin'
But hoe we know goin' on and bitch that bullshit ain't workin'

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

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

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

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

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

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