Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Takeover

The sound of revenge, tell 'em what it is
Welcome to the New Order
Atlanta, Houston, Texas
The south is officially over, he already know

Just over your shoulder
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

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

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

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

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

Get motherfucker crunker, crunk as you can get it
Pass that ho, I'm a hit it 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 got this dope
And I hopin', steady slangin' right on yo trappa block
Try your track, set up 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 drinks 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 tell 'em
I got drinks stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

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

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

I'm a H-Town
I'm a come with the trunk up I'm a gon' remind ya
If you ain't gettin' it you shoulda told ya
Nigga Chamillionaire never 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" tall lookin' he a center
10 tatoos lookin' like he a
Skinny ass don't fight with a nigga
Pull out a billfold, put a price on a

I have camp fo put a knife in a nigga
From the car to his pocket right in your liver
Was a big boy that put a slice in the
Ya head fast think you hold a with the killa

Don't mess with the homie, that's a dream
Hallucinate or so
Double XL the gats I mean
Keep somethin' ready to in the magazine

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

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

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

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

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

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

Just look over your
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

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