Luyện nghe bài hát Take'm To The Water

Now, truthfully, I believe that I'm the nigga, musically
Usually, I wouldn't but I've been bustin' since my puberty
In a Cadillac, ride with five guls and their nudity
You can bring yo' words, I bet, I still out rep you brutally

Low down, dirty and beautiful, who wanna test my verbal
Boy, I'm fly, tie, when I let that herbal fly
Southern fried, cool kid, of that country culture
Leave you dead, peep your bread, a value meal for busters

Shit, I'm steppin' off in the with a funnel of Keystone
Ate a ten-strip of blotter, been all week long
Y'all keep on that jibbery-jabbery, slippin' out happily
Expose you pretty with a dose of this hospitality

Gravity in yo' trunk, while yo' producers forgot the
We introduce you to these high like that, yo' spot is krunk
This blunt, I put the fire to, I really do you
But even though Bubba dirty, he certainly fin' to too

I you can swim if you wanna battle
You're up shit creek a paddle
gon' do now? Grab my pen and slaughter
Bubba Ken, Duddy Ken, to the water

Swim, if you battle
You're up shit without a paddle
Y'all ready
(Y'all ready)
Y'all ready, take'm to the water

See, momma me, Lil' Devil, that ain't no relation to Satan
Ain't got no patience for hatin', be at the station, awaitin'
The arrival of that DJ don't replay unless we pay
I the beach like D-Day, now, that bitch play when we say

I'm with D.K., no N.Y., and we been fly, since gin and I
Sips with a twist, Bubba, lurkin' in your midst
Without my dick, perverted this, 'cause y'all was smellin'
bumped wrong, one too many times for actin' rational

D.K., I bomb folks, man, I throw heat I was John Smokes
But mine from a gun though, yo' name to John Doe
Shit, have your whole family like Alonzo
Then go to my condo, so I can let my kind grow

Is you blind folk? Why you can't see bigger
run up on this stage, 'cause ain't no bitch-ass nigga, mayn
And my mob ain't, either, don't make me have to a song
With my lil' chrome heater, bet that and ain't no

Now, get it, get it, crunk, like jump-offs, B.K. they
I'm fin' to go on and take one of they lumps off, I ain't slippin'
Just hippin', you to this shit, so, get in where you fit
on lean, off that Jim Beam, fin' to throw a fit

From A.T.H. to Atlanta, Louisiana,
Sippin' gin and Tropicana while play Alabama
Might stumble over a freestyle and up like a scanner
the mics off, lost, somebody, call the light boss

I hope you can swim if you wanna
You're up shit creek a paddle
gon' do now, grab my pen and slaughter
Bubba Ken and Duddy Ken, to the water

if you wanna battle
You're up creek without a paddle
Y'all ain't
(Y'all ready)
ain't ready
Take'm to the

Boy, I'm out here chasin' daddy lucid, shit, Satan it
Switched duce, duces to substance-abuse nuisance
Fuckin' loose gooses, raw dick, we all sick
I'm skinny dippin' after y'all hit

country fuckin', Bubba, hit his head and lost his mind
Eight grand for a Roley? That just bought you time
I'm in line waitin', to grind, it's too for me to shine
keep this bitch krunk, get rowdy, while you recline

And in time, I'ma this fuckin' ship, and run and get
My crown in every town, I lay it down, I spit
This shit, is so much than white folks and white thangs
Or black folks and black thangs, just if the track bangs

You lack game, Bubba got that shit two for fifty
cool with them country folk, strictly
Just hit me, on the beep, whenever, 'cause I sleep
Two thousand, week, take a peep, before you leap

I hope you can if you wanna battle
You're up shit creek a paddle
Whatcha gon' do now? my pen and slaughter
Ken and Duddy Ken, take'm to the water

Swim, if you battle
You're up shit without a paddle
Y'all ain't
(Y'all ready)
ain't ready
Take'm to the

I hope you can swim if you wanna
You're up shit creek a paddle
Whatcha gon' do now, my pen and slaughter
Bubba Ken and Duddy Ken, take'm to the

Swim, if you wanna
up shit creek without a paddle
Y'all ready
(Y'all ready)
Y'all ain't
Take'm to the