Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia

Georgia,
Georgia,

We on the grind in,
All the time, it
on my mind but, Georgia
We ain't playin'

We on the grind in,
All the time, it
Nothin' on my mind but,
We playin' witcha

Country name, country slang, fiends at the store
Lac Cruisin', Shootin', 50 on the 10 to 4
Overcast the forecast shows clouds plenty dro
And we for war in the state of, Georgia

Dirty words, dirty Birds, it's mean in this south
You ever disrespect it, and we'll clean out your mouth.
Bulldawgs is clockin' these look out boys is
You gotta be in the state of, Georgia

I got 5 Georgia where I rest my Georgia bones
Come anywhere on my land and I'll aim at your Georgia
If you get in an altercation just hop on your mobile
And somebody you need help in the middle of, Georgia

We some ATL thrashers, scope your and smash ya
come through your hood worse than a tsunami disaster
Don't know who they gonna get or who them gonna hit
That's why I my Georgia Tech in the state of, Georgia

We on the in, Georgia
All the time, it
Nothin' on my but, Georgia
We playin' witcha

We on the grind in,
All the time, it
on my mind but, Georgia
We ain't playin'

I'm the home of the neck bones
Eyed Peas, turnip and Collard Greens
We the children on the corn dirtier Bob Marley's pee pee
GA, the peach state, we stay
My small called Albany, Georgia

Pecan country catfish with grits
Candy yams and chitlins, gram's homemade biscuits
The land of classical Caprices and Impala super
in the peach cobbler called, Georgia

I the women out in L.A.
And the stores in New York
The in MIA
But they ain't nothin' that GA red clay

Look on your map, we right above Florida, next to
Under the and Tennessee, you'll see, Georgia
Where Gladys and the Midnight Train
The birthplace of Martin Luther

ass so plump and hips are thick
Where Lac trucks sit on
Know where your going or get lost
Found on these trees in the south
These choppas will tomahawk your top down here in,

We on the grind in,
All the time, it
on my mind but, Georgia
We ain't playin'

We on the grind in,
All the time, it
Nothin' on my mind but,
We ain't playin'

Now I was born in the of the bottom of the map
Where the wet paint drip on Pirelliz
And the on the Chevy when I'm choppin' in the trap
Country as hell, some warriors

Told some to something the same shape as Florida,
for me boy, ya find me
Out of Dougherty in a small city called Albany, Georgia
Where they use to call us bamas

And now they jockin' the
Watch yo mouth unless you out for some
Bunch of hustlers run on every corner the Waffle house in Atlanta
R.I.P camoflauge out in Savannah,

Now you might for vacation, leave on probation
Home of the strip club, known for the girls
Where the put tips in the tip cup
Of thick in a thong with a big butt

When it gettin' on, be cheap when it on like Peachtree
Make a take it off like freaknik, down here in, Georgia
When you see them confederate flags, you what it is
folks picked cotton here, that why we call it, "The Field"
I got a on 26's, I'm from GA, GA, Georgia

We on the grind in,
All the time, it
on my mind but, Georgia
We ain't playin'

We on the grind in,
All the time, it
on my mind but, Georgia
We ain't playin'

Georgia,
Georgia,