Luyện nghe bài hát Take'm To The Water

Now, truthfully, I believe that I'm the tightest nigga,
Usually, I brag 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, dirty and beautiful, who wanna test my verbal
Boy, I'm fly, tie, especially I let that herbal fly
fried, cool kid, some of that country culture
Leave you dead, peep your bread, a value for them busters

Shit, I'm steppin' off in the tunnel with a of Keystone
Ate a of blotter, been wiggin' all week long
Y'all keep on that jibbery-jabbery, slippin' out happily
Expose you hoes with 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 though Bubba dirty, he certainly fin' to shine too

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

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

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

I'm with D.K., ain't no N.Y., and we fly, since gin and I
Sips Bourbon a twist, Bubba, lurkin' in your midst
my dick, perverted this, 'cause y'all was smellin' vaginal
Been bumped wrong, one too many times for rational

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

Is you folk? Why you can't see bigger thangs?
Don't run up on this stage, 'cause ain't no bitch-ass nigga,
And my mob ain't, either, don't me have to play a song
With my lil' 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, 'cause I ain't
Just hippin', you to this shit, so, get in where you fit
Sittin' on lean, off that Jim Beam, fin' to a fit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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