Luyện nghe bài hát Take'm To The Water

Now, truthfully, I believe I'm the tightest nigga, musically
Usually, I brag but I've been bustin' since my puberty
In a Cadillac, that ride with five guls and their
You can yo' best 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 that fly
Southern fried, cool kid, some of country culture
Leave you dead, peep your bread, a value meal for busters

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 your whole family mourning Alonzo
Then go to my condo, so I can let my kind grow

Is you blind folk? Why you see bigger thangs?
run up on this stage, 'cause ain't no bitch-ass nigga, mayn
And my mob ain't, either, make 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 off, 'cause I ain't slippin'
Just hippin', you to this real shit, so, get in you fit
on lean, off that Jim Beam, fin' to throw a fit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I you can swim if you wanna battle
You're up shit creek a paddle
Whatcha gon' do now? Grab my pen and
Bubba Ken and Ken, take'm to the water

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

I you can swim if you wanna battle
You're up shit without a paddle
Whatcha do now, grab my pen and slaughter
Bubba Ken and Duddy Ken, take'm to the

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