Luyện nghe bài hát You're EVerything

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

It's that paint, 84's, belts and buckles, chrome and grill
seats, stitch and tuck, TV screens and wooden wheels
Suede roof, neon lights, Vogue swang and bang
Tops drop, blades chop, fifth wheel just man
White T's, fitted hats, Jordans dickies (Dickies)
Swisher sweet, cigarillos filled up with the sticky (Sticky)
The fifteens and the bass kick-kickin'
Cadillac do's slammin' on po'-po's tippin'
We trippin' just flippin these haters dip when they see us (When they see us)
'Cause they never beat us best us or be us
I'm a G that's a genius, best to just respect my man
It's the South, ain't nothin' above it and that's why I love it man,

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

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

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

You're I knew! (Oh yeah)
Do what you me to (I will do anything)
Get on my for you (Oh baby)
else is there 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, Young Jeezy, Birdman, Lil
Trick Daddy, Young Buck, SoSoDef, Dupri
J Prince, Rap-A-Lot, Juicy J, DJ
Slim Thug, Lil' Keke, Chamillionare, Wall
We all different but we all rep the same
God first, then money in the South man

call me Peeimp Tyte, MJG
The Dirty South, is everything I want, everything I need, I'm longin' for
I'm outta town gotta get home, just for
Everything that I raised to love, the wisdom my grand-momma gave to us
Racial profilin', 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'
else is there left for me to do?
This the dedication me to you
The South, I you gonna see, me through
So until I die I wanna be, wit'chu, 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 know, but I'll cry)