Luyện nghe bài hát Take'm To The Water

Now, truthfully, I believe that I'm the tightest nigga,
Usually, I wouldn't but I've been bustin' since my puberty
In a Cadillac, that ride with guls and their nudity
You can bring yo' words, I bet, I still out rep you brutally

Low down, and beautiful, who wanna test my verbal side?
Boy, I'm fly, tie, especially when I let herbal fly
fried, cool kid, some of that country culture
Leave you dead, peep your bread, a value meal for them

Shit, I'm steppin' off in the with a funnel of Keystone
Ate a ten-strip of blotter, been wiggin' all long
Y'all keep on with that jibbery-jabbery, out happily
Expose you pretty hoes a dose of this hospitality

Gravity in yo' trunk, yo' producers forgot the bump
We introduce you to these high hats like that, yo' spot is
blunt, I put the fire to, I really do admire you
But even though Bubba dirty, he certainly to shine too

I hope you can if you wanna battle
You're up shit creek without a
Whatcha gon' do Grab my pen and slaughter
Bubba Ken, Duddy Ken, to the water

Swim, if you wanna
You're up shit creek without a
ain't ready
(Y'all ready)
ain't ready, take'm to the water

See, momma named me, Lil' Devil, ain't no relation to Satan
Ain't got no patience for hatin', be at the station, awaitin'
The of that DJ that don't replay unless we pay
I stormed the beach like D-Day, now, that bitch when we say

I'm with D.K., ain't no N.Y., and we been fly, gin and I
Sips Bourbon with a twist, Bubba, lurkin' in your
Without my dick, perverted this, 'cause was smellin' vaginal
Been bumped wrong, one too many times for actin'

D.K., I bomb folks, man, I throw heat like I was John
But mine from a gun though, change yo' name to Doe
Shit, have whole family mourning like Alonzo
Then go back to my condo, so I can let my kind

Is you blind folk? Why you see bigger thangs?
Don't run up on stage, 'cause ain't no bitch-ass nigga, mayn
And my mob ain't, either, don't me have to play a song
my lil' chrome heater, bet that and ain't no punk

Now, get it, get it, crunk, jump-offs, B.K. they trippin'
I'm fin' to go on and take one of they lumps off, I ain't slippin'
hippin', you to this real shit, so, get in where you fit
Sittin' on lean, off Jim Beam, fin' to throw a fit

From A.T.H. to Atlanta, Louisiana,
Sippin' gin and while Georgia play Alabama
Might stumble over a freestyle and pick up like a
the mics off, lost, somebody, call the light boss

I hope you can swim if you wanna
You're up shit creek a paddle
gon' do now, grab my pen and slaughter
Bubba Ken and Duddy Ken, to the water

Swim if you wanna
up shit creek without a paddle
Y'all ain't
(Y'all ready)
Y'all ain't
to the water

Boy, I'm out chasin' daddy lucid, shit, Satan produced it
Switched from duce, to substance-abuse nuisance
Fuckin' these gooses, raw dick, we all sick
I'm goin' skinny dippin' after hit

country fuckin', Bubba, hit his head and lost his mind
Eight grand for a Roley? That only bought you time
I'm in line waitin', to grind, it's too for me to shine
I'ma keep bitch krunk, get rowdy, while you recline

And in time, I'ma jump this ship, and run and get
My in every town, I lay it down, when I spit
This shit, is so much more than white folks and thangs
Or black folks and thangs, just bounce if the track bangs

You lack game, Bubba got that shit two for fifty
Communicatin' cool with them country folk,
Just hit me, on the beep, whenever, I don't sleep
Two thousand, week, take a peep, before you leap

I hope you can if you wanna battle
You're up creek without a paddle
gon' do now? Grab my pen and slaughter
Bubba Ken and Duddy Ken, take'm to the

Swim, if you wanna
You're up creek without a paddle
Y'all ain't
(Y'all ready)
Y'all ain't
Take'm to the

I hope you can if you wanna battle
up shit creek without a paddle
Whatcha gon' do now, grab my pen and
Ken and Duddy Ken, take'm to the water

Swim, if you battle
up shit creek without a paddle
Y'all ain't
(Y'all ready)
Y'all ain't
to the water