Luyện nghe bài hát Undisputed

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

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

I been da earth, makin' my fans
da holy ghost at my shows like ya grandma at church
And the fat singin', it's ova for you rappers
Can't of y'all bust, you're just sacs full of semen

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

Got jewels on my pinky, jewels on my
status and his name is Ludacris
Bitch please, you messin wit some O.G's
Wit million dolla whips dat I ship 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 warmin' up when we fire up the
And put it in the air like Evil 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 somethin' ya neighbors

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

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

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

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

A-tisket, a-tasket, a custom-made
Luda leaves the trouters stretched out gymnastics
And acrobatics I'm superstar
The of the South like gangsta grillz 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 that I lit my up

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

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

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

So don't fuck wit it, I'm sendin' lyrical right at ya dome
Fuck niggaz duck 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 lost yo
comin' down off X chasin' effects of yo last pill
You fuckin Daffy Dill, a Daffy Duck
And I'm the undefeated champ, yall suck!