Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Gangsters

He's a hustler, by law
A self-made
With a disregard for the haters
on Southern Gangsta

A entrepre-negro
CEO of Disturbing Tha Records
He his empire
Into multiple businesses

Includin' his Thai food restaurant,
sites, WeMix.com
And my favorite, MyGhetto.com
The MVP of this rap

Luda, I'm a hustler, baller, gangsta, cap
I stay strapped like your neighborhood dealer
I got that blow ya below ya bible belt
And Mac-11's that you wetter than Michael Phelps

But you'll be with the fishes
than bitches washin' dishes
Fool, the business?
I'm rich, so talk mo' figures
Spit large for cigars of you hoe niggaz

I got gangstas that'll ya whole face
And put your casket on ice, now that's a case
Never forget where you come or block'll bang you
I keep my ear to the streets like a spaniel

I cock and blast you into outer
Break every bone in ya, you so out of
Boom a trace, you a bluff to block
I got red beams, let's play connect the dots

He's the biggest boss, comin' the MIYayo
Straight from the of Miami
To it trilla
Involved in many acts of violence

This goes deeper rap shit
worth eight figures
So niggaz, boss up
I present to you, Ross, the boss

I got a from the government the other day
I opened and it, it said we want hustlers
Had a Lexus at eighteen, picture
Got a Chevy with pictures on it from pitchin'

Bitch I Haitians, we speakin' Creole
I'm a D-boy, still slingin' kilos
I got cars, why exaggerate?
It cost me five grand just to the gas tanks

the marble floors, got the Greek pillows
Frontin' at awards, street niggaz
I used to shake, now I serve steaks
Three squares on the road, it third bass

Big ass face, chop you in your face
Shoot his ass, aim is the last case
Keep Jewish friends, the newest
You in a of blood, let me see you swim

Hailin' College Park, Georgia
Authorities figured they must have been sort of mob
Or illegal
According to authorities, they made a quarter mil' a
Sellin'

were some high rollin' hustlers
Tity Boi and Boy
Playaz aka the Duffel Bag Boys

Uh, I'm so sick I wrote verse in a hospital
It's an year, I support struggle
We like bicycles, icicle flow
White liquor, my nigga stay on line the blow

I'm on time with the flow, not a nor second late
Ain't no such thing as second
And every day I live heavyweight, you niggaz
Fairytale tellin' niggaz really to take a break

And the estate got a for a backyard
The pool room product put it all on my card
For Yeah, for real
I'm ill, I deal, I did, I

I got dogs like Cujo, me and Tity two chains in a two do'
catch kudos, you know
Yeah, we move weight sumos
And kicks it with bitches like judo southside

Circle, Rick Ross, Ludacris
This has been another episode of Gangsta
Thanks for in, what's next for Luda?
Well, anything's in the Theater of the Mind