Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Boy

Yeah, yeah, yeah, if David Banner was here now
He would just look at y'all and go "Damn!"
And if Flip was here he go, "What is y'alls saying?"

I'm a push trucks, I'm a drive Benz
the 8's nigga I'ma get the 10's
I'ma drink everythin', I'ma get
the shoes, I'ma show ya dudes, I'm 'bout to pop the trunk

I'ma be captivator, be calm
From that hat to the shirt, to the pants playa,
I'ma play polo, I'ma rich
I'm about to bust the in this bitch

I'm a stay with Sprint, fuck Nextel
Can you hear me I don't love no girl
eat chicken player, I'ma sip lak
Push the old school Caddy with the in the back

I'ma get the candy paint because I know you can't
Pussy, pussy, pussy, your life is
get the new J smoke all the purple haze
I'ma stick with game spittin', game in your face

'Cause I'm a mutha southern boy
Comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so
Heavy starch in my
Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a
You can't top my southern
'Cause I'm a fuckin' southern boy

I'm down so clean, and with rhymes so mean
Heavy in my jeans
Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, a broad
You can't top my flow
I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy

Look we ride the truck 20 inches don't give a fuck
When I roll, know I'm plush comin' 'round and I'm high as fuck
Green truck, lift up, spinnin' is a must
Wood grain, and leather, feelin' good with this Cali weather

I can go in any hood, get a they know I could
Coming round and I'm up too nigga know 'bout me and my crew
Layin' low, being cool weed, what we do
Movin' ki's, bought that Coupe G's what we do

know that I'm slangin' that iron
Fuck around to take my shine
know that I'm 'bout gettin' mine
Hustlin', flippin' I'm on that grind
know we got work uptown
Fuck around and we you down
Pussy, pussy pussy, you pussy pussy

'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' boy
Comin' so clean, and with rhymes so mean
starch in my jeans
Want Criss, hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad
You can't top my flow
'Cause I'm a muthafuckin' boy

I'm down so clean, and with rhymes so mean
starch in my jeans
Want Criss, hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad
You can't top my flow
'Cause I'm a muthafuckin' boy

I'm through the South holdin' my nuts
I'm in my candy apple red Cadillac car them dutch
White cuts with that stitch and tuck, lookin' for a to fuck
Find a slut, let's get this buck, look you need this dick to suck

I'm truck turner pimpin', with Hayes roll on
another pimp gettin' his stroll on bitch hold on
You at a pimp, tryin' to look him in his eyes
When you practice ballin', if you get broke don't be surprised

Tell no about this mackin', some win and some be losin'
But pimpin' dyin' 'cause these hoes is steady choosin'
Gets to fuckin' with my paper, you cruisin' for a
So let there be no confusion, pimpin' ain't no

Don't me ask Ice are, she shorted my lil' brother
She mutha paged chose a pimp like no other
We all about that dollar bitch, so you see a pimp
Don't try to holla, me down and pop my collar

'Cause I'm a fuckin' southern boy
Comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so
Heavy starch in my
Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, a broad
You can't top my flow
'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' boy

I'm down so clean, and with rhymes so mean
Heavy in my jeans
Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a
You can't top my flow
I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy