Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Takeover

The sound of revenge, tell 'em what it is
to the New World Order
Atlanta, Georgia Houston,
The south is takin' over, he already know

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
the southern takeover, it's over, you betta tell '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, gripper, pistol whipper
Muck a nigga if he fuckin' with my figures
Makes him richer he should know instead or it'll make him

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

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

Get motherfucker crunker, crunk as you can get it
that ho, I'm a hit it outta line, we gon' spit it
Spit it vivid, 'cause I live it you don't 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 track, set up shop try and stop, pop, pop, pop

look over your shoulder
Let me see who showed 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 look over shoulder
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

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

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 ain't about your

I'm a soldier
I'm a come with the trunk up yeah I'm a gon' ya
If you ain't gettin' it you shoulda told ya
Nigga Chamillionaire never show no

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 door 'em

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

I have this camp fo put a in a nigga
From the car to his pocket right in your liver
Was a big boy that put a in the middle
Ya fast think you hold 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' ready to blow in the

And you know southern cash is mean
Franklin's frown for me I stash my cream
Pull up in candy paint that match my
Killer, Pastor and Koopa are the master

Just look 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

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

Y'all know me, PT well I hunt and all of that
Black on black, with black tip, I help but represent
I'm not content, I more who the fuck you take me for?
Studio rappers not the fortay, my top and bust my AK

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

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

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

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