Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Takeover

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

Just over your shoulder
Let me see who just 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 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

It's the mister fo fifth told 'em cookin' with baking soda
Dub roller, pro smoker, wood gripper, pistol
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' my money
Get yo money stacked outta Sunday school
On a bright and sunny Sunday this ain't
I ain't jokin' 'bout my and package come up shorter

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

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

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

I only got a minute, I feelin' about a
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 business

I'm a soldier
I'm a come the trunk up yeah I'm a gon' remind ya
If you gettin' it you shoulda told ya father
Nigga Chamillionaire never show no

You don't want no
Get 'em knees let the fo fo remind '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 lookin' like he a killa
Skinny ass niggas don't with a nigga
Pull out a billfold, put a price on a

I have this camp fo put a in a nigga
From the car to his pocket then right in your
Was a big boy that put a in the middle
Ya head fast you hold a mike with the killa

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

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

look over your shoulder
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

Just look over your
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

Y'all know me, it's PT well I and all of that
Black on black, with tip, I can't help but represent
I'm not content, I want more who the fuck you 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 classic tote a and I blast 'em
Send 'em to the casket, 'em to the morgue
me a nigga 'cause I'm motherfuckin' bored

Chamillionaire, I camoflouge in my
Get my E's and get to motherfuckin' poundin'
Up and down the streets throwin' heat, out the 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, 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 takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em
I got that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop