Luyện nghe bài hát Quit Hatin' The South

Uh, it's really goin' down in the South
nigga, we know hip hop and rap
And all that shit started in the East

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

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

So y'all stay up there that bullshit
country rap tunes down here nigga
Young Pimp, Bun, Underground Kingz

All the O.G.'s that's the real
I got love for y'all but all you ass niggaz
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, then you wouldn't be

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm blastin' off on you hoes NASA
You double standards and remind me of Massa
We good enough to eat at ya table but when ya dick get hard
You wanna run up with

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

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

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

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

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

To all the radio, TV and even the
Been hatin' on the Sizz-outh like we impress
Y'all think we came in the place, say man we in the state
Y'all listened to Andre, bitch we got somethin' to say

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

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

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

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

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

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

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