Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome To Atlanta (Remix)

Yeah, to Atlanta, jackin' hammers and vogues
Back to the mackin' and jackin' the clothes, adolescent a fo'
A knock on the do', who is it? I happen to know
The one the flow, who did it? It was me, I suppose

JD in the and Luda's in the Cutt Supreme
Skatin' down Old Nat, gat tucked and
I split ya spleen as a of fact, I split ya team
No blood on the sneaks gotta keep it so my kicks is

I get the cream, cops see me flick my
I'm allergic to doc' prescribed
Oink oink, pig, pig, do away with the
Only I needs a steak knife and a fork

Did you forget your fuckin' manners? I'm 'Bruce' 'Banners'
Ludacris, Rockets when I shoot the cannon
The mammoth saber tooth bitch bite your tongue
I stop until I'm rich as them whites'll come

I up in the black Lotus, your plaques are bogus
So I them off the wall, waitin' for my cue
To corner pocket eight you rackin 'em up
I'm big paper like pancakes 'em up

In fact I'm slappin' 'em up, Cadillac an' the
I can't lose with twenty-two bitch what's up
Runnin' in the back to fuck, better than the
Chil-l-lin', flip-p-pin',

Yo, yo, y-y-yo, yo, yo
yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo,yo, yo
Y-y-yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

Welcome to Atlanta where the play
And we on dem thangs like every day
Big beats, hit streets see gangsters
And parties stop 'til eight in the mornin'

Welcome to where the players play
And we ride on dem like every day
Big beats, hit streets see gangsters
And don't stop 'til eight in the mornin'

Yo, uh, now the party start 'til I walk in
And I usually don't leave the thang ends
But in the meantime, in time
You work yo' thing, I'll mine

I been puttin' it down since eighty-three
the Lake Show, MD rivalry
When 'Frozen was the place to be
If you was ridin', you was to homie Shy-D

I'm the M.B.P., Most Player
my own rules, bitch call me the mayor
Monday night, 'Gentle men's
Tuesday night, I'm up in the Room' gettin' fucked up

Wednesday, I'm at on lean
Thursday, 'Jump then I fall up in 'Kream'
Friday, 'Shark Bar', with Frank Ski
Right on the is where you can find me

Saturday is off the fo' sheezy
You can me up in 'One-Tweezy'
Sunday is when I get my in
on Monday we be at it again, holla

Yo, yo, y-y-yo, yo, yo
yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo,yo, yo
Y-y-yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

Welcome to Atlanta the players play
And we ride on dem thangs like day
Big beats, hit streets see gangsters
And don't stop 'til eight in the mornin'

Welcome to Atlanta where the players
And we on dem thangs like every day
Big beats, hit streets see roamin'
And parties don't stop eight in the mornin'