Luyện nghe bài hát Undisputed

Back up on dat ass, to put rappers on one knee
Like they to run a 100 meter dash
Bow down to greatness, before I get and
Run up in the stands the Indiana Pacers

Covered all my bases, straight, no
Diamonds on my chain look my neck's full of glaciers
Titanic flow, Titanic dough, on my nuts like
"Where da go?"

I been da earth, makin' my fans
Catch da holy at my shows like ya grandma at church
And the fat singin', it's ova for you rappers
Can't none of y'all bust, just sacs full of semen

And I got da screamin', they could catch my balls
On any given like my name's Willy Beaman
Or LL Cool, so if ya boyfriend thinks your to his ass
Then a motherfuckin' fool

Got on my pinky, jewels on my wrist
status and his name is Ludacris
Bitch please, you wit some real O.G's
Wit million dolla dat I ship from overseas

Got a full of G'z, and the inconvenient truth
Is the ozone is bad cuz I been smokin' all da trees
The globe is warmin' up when we fire up the
And put it in the air like Knievel stunts

What you want me? I got pistols for da haters
Ya fam will be in like they was playin' for da Raiders
And ya music isn't favored, and DJ's they bring it back
Like when you go and borrow from ya neighbors

Like a cup full of sugar, a rope of salt
The of my car insurance is yo fuckin fault
And if you sittin on chrome, I'll up my boys
And have you stripped of ya medals Marion Jones, nigga

(Champ you got it, keep on
They aint got on ya, watch for the sneak dissin
boysll smile in your face and stab you right in the back
Breathe, take some water, is money in the bank)

(They defeatin themselves champ, you what you can do
You Luda, you lookin good, go!
baby, hard work and dedication
You know what it is man, fightin!)

Back up on da scene, back to put a nail in rappers' coffins
I got the in my jeans
Call me Mr. Fixit, stay hotter than
A fresh batch of home-made buttermilk

A-tisket, a-tasket, a casket
leaves the trouters stretched out like gymnastics
And acrobatics I'm superstar
The mouth of the South like gangsta grillz you

The traveler, and I may not be much to you
But I'm the shit out in
So put ya up, even the statue of liberty lit a flame
For the way I lit my wrist up

You compete wit me, I got 'em stuck
Like I made a thousand rappers put shackles on they wit me
And I broke free, I'll let 'em loose when Bobby Brown
And Whitney Houston become

I'm the baddest shut it like Shaft was
Leavin' rappers wit headaches like bad
shoulda warned ya, you got defeated by the heat but, eh
We'll just say we Alonzo ya

So call the coroner, I'll up to yo funeral wit some gators
I'm fresh outta Florida
Call me the swamp thing, headed in the wrong direction
Like you hit the and caught the wrong train

So fuck wit it, I'm sendin' lyrical bullets right at ya dome
Fuck niggaz betta duck wit it, or you stuck wit it
You'll get stalked so bad you'll da scene
Thinkin eight Buck's did it

But not in Cashville, you lost yo
Like comin' down off X chasin' effects of yo pill
You fuckin Daffy Dill, a Daffy Duck
And I'm the undefeated champ, niggas suck!