Luyện nghe bài hát Represent 4 The South

[Chorus: Young (Screwed & Chopped)] [x2]
I for the South
My residence is the
couple golds in my
Bring my and my charm
I'm as hot as it get
I'm the in charge
and ya oughta some respect
I represent for da

[Rick
I'm not a thug, I'm a fat mack
I don't give a fuck, push ya hat back
Still sellin' dubs nigga, fact
You can hit me on the cell pimp, that's
I had to pawn my chain to grab a ounce
10 later, time for me to cash out
You dealin' wit a dope dictator
Fuck traffickin' nigga, I get the shit
See the clique tailored, the Gucci shit
I fucks wit' Damon, I'm in the kid
My mom on a late nights
When I to reel em in wit da straight white
Now I'm 6, 17 with a li'l
foreign car, far from a lil' dreamer
Daddy severed his
I momma quit 'im cuz he wasn't makin shit

[Lil'
Money to be best believe a nigga glockin'
I run it myself a quarterback option
I pitch 'er ten g's, a bitch to go shoppin
She buy some clothes and she brought me back on chopper
Niggas try'na kick it but no I don't play
I'm all about my cake, I'm try'na marry Betty
A package on the way you know my game proper
And off of one key, I see seventy dollars
Now I was dice, smokin on a joint
I bet wit' Yo he hit five straight points
We over here hustlin, we over grindin
You rap bout money and a might sign you
Rap bout me and a nigga might you
in ya ass wit ya head right behind ya
Dope game bitch, let his momma about him
You can at me, a fee!

[Young
Snowman (bitch), need I say more (more)
When you get done with these, look I got more (haha)
Still got blow money, nigga I know money (money)
Now I'm on the road gettin' a show money
Still on white bricks (bricks), wrapped in duct tape (tape)
30 minutes flat, I could bake a cake
Got a full of stacks, safe full of blocks
When they cam through, the stones on the watch
Iced out belt buckle, they never had a
sixty grand, just to hold up my pants
Still got da Chevy, a grip on the Lambo
Twelve carats in my ears just the 'em what I stand fo' (hey!)