Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia... Bush

This song right here, is to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might him as George Bush
But where I'm from, lost city of New Orleans... we him this

[Ray sample:] Georgia.........

This song is dedicated to the one wit the
Thick white and his eyes bright blue
So called beef wit you who
Fuck it he just let him all of our troops
Look at the bullshit we been
Had the niggas sittin on top roofs
Hurricane Katrina, we shoulda called it (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush
Then they y'all lies on the news
The white smiling like everythin cool
But I know people that died in pool
I know people that died in them
Now is the survivor to do?
Got to no trailer, you move
Now it's on to and to (Geeoorrggiiaa)
They tell you what want, show you what they want you to see
But they don't let you what's really goin on
Make it look like a lotta goin on
Boy them cops is killas in my
Nigga dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no thief, I'm just to eat
Man fuck the police and president (Geeoorrrggiiaa)
So what happened to the levees, why wasn't they
Why wasn't able to control this?
I know some fok' live by the levee
that keep on tellin me they explosions
Same shit back in Hurricane Betsy
1965, I too young to know this
That was President now
but it's (Geeoorrggiiaa)

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We a town where (Georgia)
drowned, and
Everybody died, but baby I'm prayin wich ya
Everybody but (Georgia)
Aint nobody tried, no doubt on my mind it was (Georgia) Bush

I was born in the boot at the of the map
New baby, now the white house hatin, tryin to wash away like we not on the map
Wait, have you heard the latest, they you gotta have paper if you tryin to come back
Niggas it's a wrap, see we can't hustle in they trap, we ain't from (Geeoorrggiaa)
it's them dead bodies, them lost houses, the mayor say dont worry bout it
And the children have been scarred, no ones here to care em
And fash out, to all the that helped out
Yea we like it they callin y'all, but fuck (Geeoorrggiaa) Bush
We see Confederate flags, you know what it is
A cracker muthafucka that probably voted for him
And no he gonna drop no dollas, but he do drop bombs
R.I.P. Tay 'cause he died in the storm, president (Geeoorrggiiaa) Bush
See us in ya city man, us a pound
'cause if a nigga still then he holdin it down
I had two Jags, but I lost them bi-tch-es
I'm N.O. the N.O. Yea!

[Chorus] niggas ta poop

([DJ Drama:] oh yea, you we was done? Naw)

YEA!
Money money money get a and a dick
Baby that crack, muthafucka get a fix
Got out the ass, no homo but I'm rich
to go get surgery and put some diamonds on my wrist YES
Yep, I'm a trip
I'ma trip to and buy some brand new shit
Nine to a grand, get you twenty eight grams
If you bout bricks, I'm the interstate man
And the women say damn, them niggas don't say a thing
Boy I bet that make you bounce like a bed-spring
Walkin a thin line, defend mine
And wit no pen I'm sorta like a bomb
toon, yea that's what my people call me
Fifty thousand for the cause, tryin the reaper off me
I drink a lotta syrup, bitches say I'm sleep
Big money for the grill, so I'm cheap talking, yea
Keep and the flame leap off the hip
And keep sparking, pap pap softly
Yea, nap nap, nap sack, forties
Like fuck another nigga, nigga just don't be da
Young New Orleans nigga, nigga just be retarded
We done lost everythin and you like a bargain
Purple weed, purple drink, purple heart
I'm the rapper in the game no argin (arguing)

And I don't write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass inside the margin
Lil dot com bitch log in
Put a pillow under knees and keep ya jaws in
All in ya girl mouth, use her like a
They usually a baller and the young nigga ballin
Mike Jordan, pardon my
Even my father as fuck and all my brothers left the family
We said fuck it bought two in Miami
I can't to do cribs, MTV c'mon get at me
Any rapper wan get at me, tell ya label me
Half four for a feature, wanna battle, I'll beat ya
I'm a beast, I'm a preacher, I'm the son of cita
Mom dukes, my jeter, she the reason, she the
woman wanna be da boy diva, not even
There's a 305 dime I wanted ever since I her
Got a topic of evenin, hotter than a tub steamin
girlfriend dreamin of one day bein Trina
Notta sim seemer, ten ki's in the
Got a white girl drivin, do it much cleaner
I'm fly in the sky like that muthafuckin
got my name on em, and the nigga still livin
Spend a condo and a club, one won't do
Two bottles won't do, bottles for the crew, thanks
And bring me that Patrone, I play
No ice I like my straight, not gay
And that bank come everyday, I'm paid
I wish a nigga invade, get sprayed
I stomp a nigga out like I got ten
they fish the nigga up out the lake in ten days
Behave, no ho, I'm on Rage Rov
Money, Young Money, ho that money age old
And can't a hold this animal from Hollygrove
mami I be stoned, I be, I be, I be blowed
Got me rock star, Weezy Baby fuck these hos
Gotta pay me now for me to even take hos
sizin for a show and the flow
So either Drama is my nigga, or boy got doe
Go figure that's my nigga, that's my nigga, my
If anybody want it, sixty thousand a verse