Luyện nghe bài hát Undisputed

Back up on dat ass, to put rappers on one knee
Like 'bout 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
on my chain look like my neck's full of glaciers
Titanic flow, dough, women on my nuts like
"Where da go?"

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

And I got da women screamin', they could my balls
On any given Sunday like my 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
Iconic status and his name is
Bitch please, you wit some real O.G's
Wit million whips dat I ship from overseas

Got a pocket full of G'z, and the inconvenient
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 Evil stunts

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

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

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

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

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

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

The traveler, and I may not be much to you
But I'm the shit out in
So put ya fist up, even the statue of liberty lit a
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, I'll let 'em loose when Bobby
And Houston become drug-free

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

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

So don't fuck wit it, I'm sendin' lyrical bullets right at ya
Fuck niggaz betta duck wit it, or else you wit it
You'll get stalked so bad you'll leava da
Thinkin Young Buck's did it

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