Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Takeover

The of revenge, tell 'em what it is Mayne
to the New World Order
Atlanta, Houston, Texas
The south is officially takin' over, he already

look over your shoulder
Let me see who just up
It's the takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em
I got drinks that on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Just look over your
Let me see who just up
It's the southern takeover, it's over, you betta 'em
I got that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

It's the mister fo told 'em cookin' coke with baking soda
Dub roller, pro smoker, wood gripper, pistol
Muck a if he figure fuckin' with my figures
Makes him richer he know instead or it'll make him better

Than a fuckin' with my money
Get yo money stacked right Sunday school
On a bright and sunny this ain't funny
I jokin' 'bout my coke and package come up shorter

Might kidnap yo wife and bury them down deep in Georgia
No D.A's a lawyer prosecutin' witnesses
We and start the shootin', start the lootin'
the violence, start a riot

Get this crunker, crunk as you can get it
Pass that ho, I'm a hit it outta line, we gon' it
Spit it vivid, I live it you don't walk it, you just talk it
Pistol totin' and a loadin' that's how smokin' got this
And I ain't hopin', steady slangin' right on yo block
Try your track, set up try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Just look your shoulder
Let me see who just up
It's the takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em
I got that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Just over your shoulder
Let me see who just up
the southern takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em
I got drinks that on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Hey, hey, hey this ain't about an image, ain't about a gimmick
Pussys stand to the side now the got a menace
I damn seen a city I think is not the realest
We bummin' on his ass, we finishin' his

I only got a minute, I about a digit
You lookin' at a like I ain't about to get it
I'm lookin' at the money like I about to finish
So you need to mind your business if you about your business

I'm a H-Town
I'm a with the trunk up yeah I'm a gon' remind ya
If you ain't gettin' it you shoulda ya father
Nigga never show no problems

You don't no problem
Get 'em knees shoulda let the fo fo 'em
Ya you tip on the 'em
I be ridin' fo fo's on the beside 'em

6' 6" lookin' like he a center
10 lookin' like he a killa
Skinny ass niggas don't fight with a
Pull out a billfold, put a on a nigga

I this camp fo put a knife in a nigga
From the car to his pocket then in your liver
Was a big boy put a slice in the middle
Ya head fast think you a mike with the killa

Don't mess with the south homie, that's a
or imagining so
Double XL the gats I mean
Keep somethin' to blow in the magazine

And you know that southern cash is
frown for me when I stash my cream
Pull up in candy that match my green
Killer, and Koopa are the master machine

Just look over your
Let me see who showed up
It's the southern takeover, over, you betta tell 'em
I got drinks that on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Just look over shoulder
Let me see who showed up
It's the southern takeover, it's over, you tell 'em
I got that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Y'all know me, it's PT well I and all of that
Black on black, with black tip, I can't help but
I'm not content, I want who the fuck you take me for?
Studio not the fortay, drop my top and bust my AK

No more play, N G A yeah, a classic
Ridin' in the classic a mill and I blast 'em
'em to the casket, send 'em to the morgue
Slap me a nigga 'cause I'm bored

Chamillionaire, I in my surrounding
Get my desert E's and get to motherfuckin'
Up and down the streets throwin' heat, out the seat
to the beat tell them nigga just lay weak

Just look your shoulder
Let me see who showed up
It's the takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em
I got drinks that on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Just look over your
Let me see who just up
It's the southern takeover, over, you betta tell 'em
I got drinks stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop