Luyện nghe bài hát My Tone

[Chorus - Male (background singer)
My
(Tell me do you it)
My southern
(Tell me do you it)
I'm sorry
(Tell me do you it), OW!
(Tell me do you it)
Gettin
(Tell me do you it)
I'm so baby
(Tell me do you it)
jazzy
(Tell me do you it) OW!
(Tell me do you love it),

1]
Yeah, I'll be damned if I ain't the son gun y'all seen
Walkin a swallowed up the pharmacy at Walgreens
Never did I love her, sorry baby it was all
Who you think you with?, this Jimmy Mathis' offspring
Forty I was deep on the I was there
knock it out put on my boots and get the up out of there
You know a rule, in and out before the snare
And as far as shots, wash that shit up out your hair (OH)
Stob block, Cobb block, Dodge Ram, got
six twelves, four amps, sluts, what's hot
I told ya once hot shot, you done too hot
Reach inside that tool box, there is when the feud

2]
Papa was a Rolling Stone, but I'm a ballin
And I gotta flex the chain, or hit the mall to show ya
I just a while and call ya when it's over
know where I'm headed but it's pretty far from sober
Yeah I up in life, but wouldn't start it over
Cause momma said that God he got a party for ya
And I'm a give ya lord, beat a heart I owe ya
It sounds a bit cliche but Sparxxx a soldier (OW)
you know about balin hay in that South Georgia heat
Very few roads are paved, I do it for the streets
There's a heap a shit to lose, but there's even to keep
If you feelin froggy baby, better look you leap

3]
Baby it's the tone, that got me gettin 'Georgia
Like Shondon, that Steven on the phone
Or maybe it's the slang, got me gettin down my brains
on the plane, met this in Fort Mayne
And you certaintly can the jazziest persona
But it's classy that get trashy in the sauna
Bubba's just the slickest, how is there to word it
I'll just plead my case, and let y'all unveil the verdict