Luyện nghe bài hát Take'm To The Water

Now, truthfully, I believe I'm the tightest nigga, musically
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' best words, I bet, I still out rep you

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

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

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

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

Swim, if you wanna
You're up shit creek a paddle
Y'all ain't
(Y'all ready)
Y'all ready, take'm to the water

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

I'm with D.K., no N.Y., and we been fly, since gin and I
Sips Bourbon with a twist, Bubba, lurkin' in your
Without my dick, perverted this, 'cause y'all was vaginal
Been wrong, one too many times for actin' rational

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

Is you blind folk? Why you can't see 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 lumps off, 'cause I ain't slippin'
Just hippin', you to this shit, so, get in where you fit
Sittin' on lean, off that Jim Beam, to throw a fit

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

I hope you can if you wanna battle
up shit 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 creek a paddle
ain't ready
(Y'all ready)
ain't ready
Take'm to the

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

That country fuckin', Bubba, hit his head and lost his
Eight grand for a That only just 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 fuckin' ship, and run and get
My crown in every town, I lay it down, when I
This shit, is so more than white folks and white thangs
Or folks and black thangs, just bounce if the track bangs

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

I hope you can swim if you wanna
You're up creek 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 without a paddle
ain't ready
(Y'all ready)
ain't ready
Take'm to the

I hope you can swim if you battle
up shit creek without a paddle
Whatcha do now, grab my pen and slaughter
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)
ain't ready
to the water