Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Accent

Southern
(I.Martin/ D.Thomas/ A.Martinez)

1
Sure as the hurra smoke after searchin your ride
Sure as you ain't even tripin cause lettin you slide
I'm gonna let you feel what's within
Why don't you listen if you trippin I bablin high
Of course I show nuff cause people on me
worn Adidas on the same stage as D.M.C
I smoke nugs flown rugs hung with thugs
Show love if this here's dove you of
Add 1 2 somos tres fillin the place
With a cold funky to death use a space
Only that won't be tatted will be my face
And be ridin my life to the death at own pace
Good luck long life blessed senses walk in the
Absorbin positive me know me won't lose fight
So kick bad thoughts fuera en fuego
Rolas for your funky like de-e-oh...

2X
When we into the place y'all know what's happening
nobody trippin on the Southern Accent
Hour and a we rock the mic
South of the like is that alright?

2
Now been all around the world Japan to Amsterdam
Uruguay Chile Brazil and still
I stay value every dollar made
I'm emergin from the depths of the realm where stayed
Cuando entro entro chueco y ya te me conocen
El Delinquente que no tumbo casa
Dejo testigo sin hiridos que cuenten toda la historia en su gloria
chosen tres hostin tres scorchin mic's
With some SL in abundance
The one bandit with the lyrical air raids
rolas can you maintain?
Smoked filled no glamour no glitz
Got the funky Latin grammar over Latin hits
Everytime I spit surely the is gettin lit
Yes y'all stand tall and bricks on the wall

3
I just wanna sontin to light
It's a good nite tonight for avoid fight
Please take I'm sayin in tight and feel right
Chinky eyed and high em feelin a new sight
Now eyes ain't blind I'm gon help find
A way to put y'all mind in time to mine
I hit the stage sportin sneakers chelas and
Cual que quiera D.H. does it bette for chedder forever
in the front chonies wetter and wetter
Tranquilo take my on every word to the letter
That little lush kinda blush that I bust
And later on she papi for the way that I thrust
So go and dawn armor
Hit you with the karma
breaka mr. police me no want drama
Don't want no loud bangs palos or cold
Keep away me with them wrist chains and cell