Luyện nghe bài hát You're EVerything

Man f'real I love 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, problems
What they see comin the South and who doin what in the South man
But tell you like this
Fuck you dawg, the South nigga
We gon' be here, we been here, and ain't 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
Leather seats, stitch and tuck, TV screens and wooden
roof, neon lights, Vogue tire swang and bang
Tops drop, blades chop, wheel just hangin' man
White T's, fitted hats, under dickies (Dickies)
Swisher sweet, cigarillos filled up with the sticky (Sticky)
The fifteens bam'n and the kick-kickin'
Cadillac do's slammin' on them po'-po's
We trippin' just flippin these haters dip when they 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 respect my man
It's the South, ain't nothin' it and that's why I love it man, f'real

You're I knew! (Oh yeah)
Do what you want me to (I 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 all in my shit, yellow bones all on my dick
Honeycomb I my crib, money long that's on my kids
R.I.P. to my Uncle Chad, UGK you can't wit that
fake, they hate candy paint, and all the paper that your partner make
Shakin' dice like a face of life, just ain't tastin' right
Haterade they Gatorade, look at these seats they gator
Friend or foe niggas never know (Know) never know when you fin' to

Dude scrapin' the curb, dippin' sippin' syrup
Fingers blistered twisted Swishers, Pimp died and it
But I my issue, I got several pistols
That whistle, missles knockin' gristle from fatty tissue
Mississippi's my home, 'til I'm die and I'm
I know I put it on my back, held that bitch up
no label backin', pride split into 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)
What else is there to do (I don't know, I don't know, but cry)

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

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

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