Luyện nghe bài hát Quit Hatin' The South

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

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

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

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

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

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

But how in the hell am I supposed to respect the
talk down on every song
You steady actin' like a bitch, you steady 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, money
hatin' the South, baby
Quit the South

Well, it's been a long time my nigga, I have left you
When I some real shit to go left to
Gotta lot of respect fool, for the before me
But when my time came they act like they know me

been down with 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 record the motherfucker dropped
coast gangsta music, East coast hip hop
Now it's our to shine and the tables is turned
Them motherfuckers aggravated 'cause we gettin' some

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And all you up rappers, you ain't what it's about
I see y'all tryin' rap like us and grills in ya mouth
Y'all buy the beat, buy the beat like y'all bouncin' and
But hoe we what's goin' on and bitch that 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, Royce, keep yo' bitch's pussy moist

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

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

Bitch, say my name bitch, I'ma come to ya
Fuck how you feel, rap tunes nigga
put all y'all records on one side of the store
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 fault ya shit sellin'
You what you sew and fuck you in ya pussy
Keep talkin' that
Them young gladiators go come get you too

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