Luyện nghe bài hát Block Lockdown

Yeah, Dirty South baby,
to Shaka Zulu, my man Shawn Taylor
It's goin'

Yeah, Flex, Volume Fo'
the peace, Def Jam South
'Cris, you

Oh, my turn, aiight
I got permission to put ya in a headlock
She tried to jook me in a figure-fo' leg
She said she like the way I and make the bed rock

Or how I lick and leave her like a dreadlock
And it's on, so stop the sweatin' a wristband
And get some balance a bike without the kickstand
I think I the definition of a hit man
'Cuz I could really a fuck about that bitch man, c'mon

We puttin' holes in your
And lose anybody for the president
We out street niggaz with intelligence
So all bullshit you yappin' is irrelevant

Oh yeah, I the Dirty Southside
I'm a dentist makin' open they mouth wide
You be in jail, still runnin' it on the
Thank not then, won't ya up ya mouth right, but who cares?

I got my on lockdown
About to hold this whole down
Ludacris tell 'em how the sound
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, uh, uh,
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, oh, uh, oh, uh, oh

I got my on lockdown
to hold this whole block down
Ludacris tell 'em how the South
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, uh, uh,
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, oh, uh, oh, uh, oh

Comin' to Shady park is like a peep
It's some ladies and there some freak hoes
I know killers that go to church up in they street
You'll end up missin' more than Shaq shootin' free throws

They packin' and 'bout to open up the dope
My neighborhood is stoppin' like a roadblock
movin' weight like Atlanta was movin' boat rock
And 'em's like seein' Muslims eatin' pork chops
Never and meanwhile I been thinkin', man
Niggaz been slangin' tapes like they slangin'

'Cuz in the hood, it's gettin' ugly orangutang
So if you tryin' to the hustle, get the dangalang
Okay, we to make our own White House
Paint it black and start yellin' our pipes out
You try to tackle players and you'll get psyched out
They fuck with us niggaz, you think they dyked out, so don't play

I got my corner on
About to this whole block down
Ludacris tell 'em how the sound
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, uh, uh,
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, oh, uh, oh, uh, oh

I got my on lockdown
to hold this whole block down
Ludacris tell 'em how the sound
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, uh, uh,
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, oh, uh, oh, uh, oh

the peace, we do that funky shit
Hey, can I say? We got a monkey clique
See Dre'll throw on shades and make that funky shit
And keep y'all women away if they got clit

Understand, we got that and it get rolled up
You pay the price and still we got the sold up
Aint nothin' nice, a full house don't make you up
You of heist and try to jet and I'm like, hold up

God damn, I need to say it on a
And tell sister, get the fuck up off the telephone
These fools is tickin' me off like fifty
I'm takin' all of ya money, just me Pebbletone

Alright, I got the pistol and the key
You betta tell your bitch to follow you to
How you wanna be heroes and chase me?
It's Ludacris, leave no evidence to trace me, you know why?

I got my corner on
About to hold whole block down
Ludacris tell 'em how the sound
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, uh, uh,
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, oh, uh, oh, uh, oh

I got my on lockdown
to hold this whole block down
Ludacris tell 'em how the South
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, uh, uh,
Uhh, Buddah-Laa, ah, uh, oh, uh, oh, uh, oh

Funky shit, oh, do that shit, oh
Do that funky shit, oh, do funky shit oh
Do that shit, uh, do that funky shit uh
Do that funky