Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia... Bush

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

Charles sample:] Georgia.........

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

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We from a where (Georgia)
drowned, and
Everybody died, but baby I'm still prayin ya
cryin but (Georgia)
Aint nobody tried, there's no doubt on my mind it was (Georgia)

I was born in the boot at the of the map
New Orleans baby, now the white house hatin, tryin to away like we not on the map
Wait, have you heard the latest, they sayin you gotta have if you tryin to come back
Niggas thinkin 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 bout em
And fash out, to all the rappers helped out
Yea we like it they callin y'all, but fuck president (Geeoorrggiaa)
We see them Confederate flags, you know it is
A white cracker muthafucka that voted for him
And no he ain't gonna drop no dollas, but he do bombs
R.I.P. Tay 'cause he died in the storm, fuck president (Geeoorrggiiaa)
See us in ya city man, give us a
'cause if a still movin then he holdin it down
I had two Jags, but I both them bi-tch-es
I'm N.O. the N.O. Yea!

niggas like ta poop

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

YEA!
money money get a dollar and a dick
Weezy Baby crack, muthafucka get a fix
Got money out the ass, no but I'm rich
Bout to go get surgery and put some diamonds on my YES
Yep, I'm a trip
I'ma trip to Japan and buy some brand new
Nine hundred to a grand, get you twenty grams
If you bout bricks, I'm the interstate man
And the women say damn, niggas don't say a damn thing
Boy I bet that shotty make you bounce a bed-spring
a thin line, gotta defend mine
And wit no pen I'm sorta a bomb BOOM
Young toon, yea that's what my people me
Fifty thousand for the cause, tryin keep the off me
I drink a lotta syrup, bitches say I'm sleep
Big for the grill, so I'm never cheap talking, yea
Keep talking and the flame off the hip
And keep sparking, pap pap sleep
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 lookin a bargain
Purple weed, purple drink, heart sergeant
I'm the rapper in the game no argin (arguing)

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