Luyện nghe bài hát Quit Hatin' The South

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

I'm sayin'? 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 down here

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

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

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

Pushin' cocaine, servin' of weed
Steady stayin' on the
Pussy nigga can't say he hatin' me
Because if you did, you wouldn't be lyin'

But how in the hell am I to respect the man?
That talk on every 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 the South

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I N.W.A. and PE
Had me feelin' a rapper was the thing to be
You fuck with Willie D, UGK either
Disrespectin' the code, motherfuckers neither

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

To all the radio, TV and the press
Been hatin' on the like we ain't impress
Y'all think we came in the place, say man we came in the
shoulda listened to Andre, bitch we got somethin' to say

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

I'ma O.G. Rock Ball, write my name up on the
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, each teen
In Benz, big blue lens, knock bitch and fuck with her friend
Candy cart, squeeze 'em out, bought the ranch man the house
And y'all still gotta buy y'all from us
So what the fuck you bitch talkin' 'bout?

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

Bitch, say my name bitch, come to ya house
Fuck how you feel, rap tunes nigga
They put all y'all on one side of the store
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 shit ain't
You reap what you sew and you in ya pussy
talkin' that shit
Them young go come get you too partner

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