Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia

Georgia,
Georgia,

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

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

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

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

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

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

We on the in, Georgia
All the time, it
Nothin' on my mind but,
We ain't witcha

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

I'm from the home of the neck
Black Eyed Peas, and Collard Greens
We the children on the corn than Bob Marley's pee pee
GA, the state, where we stay
My small city's Albany, Georgia

Pecan country like with grits
Candy yams and chitlins, gram's homemade baked
The land of classical and Impala super sports
Ingredients in the peach cobbler called,

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

Look on your map, we right Florida, next to Bama
the Carolinas and Tennessee, you'll see, Georgia
Where Gladys Knights and the Midnight
The birthplace of Martin King

ass so plump and hips are thick
Where Lac sit on 26's
Know where your going or your get
Found on these trees in the south
These choppas will tomahawk top down here in, Georgia

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

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

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

some to spray something the same shape as Florida,
Lookin' for me boy, ya me
Out of Dougherty County in a small called Albany, Georgia
they use to call us some bamas

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

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

When it gettin' on, won't be cheap it on like Peachtree
Make a chick take it off like freaknik, here in, Georgia
When you see confederate flags, you know what it is
Your folks picked here, that why we call it, "The Field"
I got a Chevrolet on 26's, I'm from GA, GA,

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

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

Georgia,
Georgia,