Luyện nghe bài hát Undisputed

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

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

I scourin' da earth, makin' my fans
Catch da holy ghost at my shows ya grandma at church
And the fat lady singin', ova for you rappers
Can't none of y'all bust, you're just full of semen

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

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

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

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

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

(Champ you got it, on movin
They aint got nuttin on ya, watch for the dissin
These boysll smile in your face and stab you right in the
Breathe, take some water, this is in the bank)

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

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

A-tisket, a-tasket, a custom-made
Luda leaves the stretched out like gymnastics
And acrobatics I'm superstar
The mouth of the South like gangsta you bastards

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

You can't wit me, I got 'em stuck
Like I made a thousand rappers put shackles on they wit me
And then I broke free, let 'em loose when Bobby Brown
And Houston become drug-free

I'm the baddest mother shut it like was
Leavin' rappers wit like bad drugs
They shoulda warned ya, you got defeated by the but, eh
just say we Alonzo Mourn'd ya

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

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

But not in Cashville, you yo feelin'
Like down off X chasin' effects of yo last pill
You fuckin Daffy Dill, you's a Daffy
And I'm the undefeated champ, yall suck!