Luyện nghe bài hát Considerate Brotha

Disturbin' tha peace, the Club
Ludacris, straight the A T L
We take it to N C, to V A
To L.A., to N.Y.and in between
Uh, we gon' do it like this, Timbaland Magoo, it out

Mag meetcha at 7/11 a to seven
Buy rubbers six-fifty we fuckin' this heaven
My ass the kid momma let him hit it
He gon' nut up in ya mouth and she bet' not it

bein' a mack is all about your game
I maim for makin' me cum then make her buy me some rum
I got the town ho-infested, you 'em
Invested in prostitution turned it into an

Well be far be it from me to my enterprise
All I'm man my street shit is organized
I got it franchised from city to city, state to
Don't look at the house, I own the whole

But wait, baby, baby, baby, baby too
Baby baby, too
Baby, baby, baby, baby, shake too, too

I don't 'em, no, I don't need 'em, no
I might hug 'em, yea, I feed 'em, yea
You can call me a brotha, say what?
A considerate brotha, what I am

I touch 'em, what, but won't beat 'em, what
I will fuss wit 'em, I mistreat 'em
You can call me a brotha, say what?
A considerate

Woah, up Saturday about to press my suit
Wakin' up early about to fix me orange juice
I got my chicks up, which one 'em I'm gonna choose
I got my guns lined up, one 'em I'm gonna use

I got my, Louis on, pumpin', that mind-blowin'
Chicks can't even drive straight without them blown they
I'm just a illmatic, pumpin' all
Carry a automatic, keep up on all

I'm just that pimp nigga from Va.
each, uh, let me not slur my speech
I got that in me, no juice, no vodka
But the straight up Remi, kicks 'bout to get

'Cause I got it in me, 'bout to take one
And 'Free Willy', Timb, you so
See I been pimpin', before yo'
Pimpin' easy, hey, hey, hey, hey

I love 'em, no, I don't need 'em, no
I might hug 'em, no, I might 'em, yea
You can call me a brotha, say what?
A brotha

I will touch 'em but beat 'em
I will wit 'em, never, never mistreat 'em
You can call me a brotha
A considerate

I pack a black tux fo' emergencies
Want me to 'em with courtesy
But psssh, Ludacris mack nigga get on you purposely
Perfectly, dressed to impress, fresh the head down

Leave 'em let down, I'm the of this shit, you take a step down
Admire the merchandise, talk back get twice
Or held, I got women sendin' me panties in my fan mail
hat with a big mouth, A T L, Dirt South
Hoes comin' up Hoes finna get cursed out!

It's the fullback blast in the formation yo' helmet
Slam the mask out of these hoes and say, "What is that, velvet?"
And they betta they quota, betta yet betta meet they deadline
And I got hoes who legs go back further yo' father hairline

From Raggedy Ann and to Daiquiri drinks and brandy
I take 'em off the streets and put 'em back on a lil' candy
I'm the pimp of the year, I'm a all around
A pimp of the town we 'em up, hoes down

I don't love 'em, no, I need 'em, no
I might hug 'em, yea, I feed 'em, yea
You can call me a brotha, say what?
A considerate

I will touch 'em, but won't beat 'em, what
I will fuss wit 'em, never, mistreat 'em
You can call me a brotha
A brotha

Easy, me now
me now baby, come on
Come on walk with me, walk daddy
Easy, yea, it easy baby
Let hair blow out, come on