Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Boy

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

I'm a push trucks, nigga I'm a drive
Muthafuck the 8's nigga I'ma get the
drink everythin', I'ma get drunk
Watch the shoes, I'ma 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 stay
I'm about to bust the in this bitch

I'm a stay with Sprint, mutha fuck
Can you hear me now? I love no girl
eat chicken player, I'ma sip lak
Push the old school with the diamond in the back

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

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

I'm comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so
starch in my jeans
Want Criss, want hard, a nigga, fuck a broad
You top my southern flow
'Cause I'm a fuckin' southern boy

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

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

Nigga know I'm slangin' that iron
Fuck around tryin' to my shine
Nigga know that I'm 'bout gettin'
Hustlin', flippin' when I'm on that
Nigga we got work uptown
Fuck and we shut you down
Pussy, pussy, you pussy pussy bitch

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

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

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

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

Tell no lies about mackin', some win and some be losin'
But never dyin' 'cause these hoes is steady choosin'
Gets to fuckin' my paper, you cruisin' for a bruisin'
So let there be no confusion, pimpin' no illusion

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

'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' boy
Comin' so clean, and with rhymes so mean
starch in my jeans
Want Criss, want hard, a nigga, fuck a broad
You top my southern flow
'Cause I'm a fuckin' southern boy

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