Luyện nghe bài hát You're EVerything

Man I love bein' from the Dirty South man
It me the G I am today, made me the hustler I am today
The grinder, the baller, the gangster I am man
Lot of people got opinions and, issues and, with
What they see comin the South and who doin what in the South man
But tell you like this
Fuck you dawg, this the South
We be here, we been here, and ain't goin' no-motherfuckin'-where
it how you like it, hate it or love it ho!

It's that candy paint, 84's, and buckles, chrome and grill
Leather seats, stitch and tuck, TV screens and wheels
Suede roof, lights, Vogue tire swang and bang
Tops drop, blades chop, fifth wheel hangin' man
White T's, hats, Jordans under dickies (Dickies)
Swisher sweet, cigarillos filled up with the sticky (Sticky)
The fifteens bam'n and the bass
do's slammin' on them po'-po's tippin'
We ain't trippin' just flippin these haters dip when see us (When they see us)
'Cause they could beat us best us or be us
I'm a G that's a genius, best to just my thuggin' man
the South, ain't nothin' above it and that's why I love it man, f'real

You're I knew! (Oh yeah)
Do you want me to (I will do anything)
Get on my for you (Oh baby)
What else is there to do (I know, I don't know, but I'll cry)

Pray at night you sellin' white, got one ki' tryin' to sell it twice
Yellow stones all in my shit, yellow all on my dick
Honeycomb I my crib, money long that's on my kids
R.I.P. to my Uncle Chad, UGK you fuck wit that
Niggas fake, they hate candy paint, and all the paper that partner make
Shakin' dice a face of life, champagne just ain't tastin' right
Haterade they Gatorade, look at seats they gator made
Friend or foe niggas never know (Know) never know when you to blow

Dude scrapin' the curb, dippin' sippin' some
Fingers blistered twisted Swishers, Pimp and it hurt
But I handle my issue, I got several
That won't whistle, missles knockin' gristle from tissue
Mississippi's my home, 'til I'm die and I'm
I know I put it on my back, held that up alone
With no label backin', pride split fractions
I hit the on peggy bustin' back at the crackin' (Y'all scared)

everything I knew! (Oh yeah)
Do you want me to (I will do anything)
Get on my for you (Oh baby)
What else is to do (I don't know, I don't know, but I'll cry)

Let's talk Pimp C, Bun B, Eightball, MJG
Big Boi, Dre 3000, Scarface, D
T.I.P, Jeezy, Birdman, Lil Weezy
Daddy, Young Buck, SoSoDef, Jermaine Dupri
J Prince, Rap-A-Lot, Juicy J, DJ
Slim Thug, Lil' Keke, Chamillionare, Paul
We all but we all rep the same thing
God first, family then money in the man

They call me Tyte, MJG
The Dirty South, is everything I want, everything I need, everything I'm for
When I'm town gotta get home, just for
Everything that I been raised to love, the wisdom my grand-momma to us
profilin', police harassment regular days to us
You say door, we say do', you say four, we say fo'
You say whore, we say ho, you more, but we want mo'
What is there left for me to do?
the dedication from me to you
The South, I know you gonna see, me
So until I die I be, wit'chu, you're everything

everything I knew! (Oh yeah)
Do you want me to (I will do anything)
Get on my for you (Oh baby)
What else is there to do (I don't know, I don't know, but cry)