Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Takeover

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

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

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

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

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

Get this crunker, crunk as you can get it
Pass that ho, I'm a hit it line, we gon' spit 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', slangin' right on yo trappa block
Try your track, set up 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

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

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

I got a minute, I feelin' about a digit
You lookin' at a nigga like I ain't 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 up yeah I'm a gon' remind ya
If you ain't it you shoulda told ya father
Chamillionaire never show no problems

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

6' 6" tall lookin' like he a
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 camp fo put a knife in a nigga
From the car to his pocket then in your liver
Was a big boy that put a slice in the
Ya head fast you hold a mike with the killa

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

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

Just over your 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

look over 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

Y'all know me, it's PT I hunt and all of that
on black, with black tip, I can't help but represent
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
in the classic tote a mill and I blast 'em
Send 'em to the casket, 'em to the morgue
Slap me a nigga I'm motherfuckin' bored

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

Just look over shoulder
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 takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em
I got that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop