Luyện nghe bài hát Undisputed

Back up on dat ass, back to put on one knee
Like they to run a 100 meter dash
Bow down to greatness, I get pissed and
Run up in the like the Indiana Pacers

Covered all my bases, straight, no
Diamonds on my chain look like my neck's full of
Titanic flow, Titanic dough, women on my nuts
"Where da go?"

I been da earth, makin' my fans
da holy ghost at my shows like ya grandma at church
And the fat lady singin', ova for you rappers
Can't none of y'all bust, just sacs full of semen

And I got da women screamin', they could catch my
On any given Sunday like my name's Beaman
Or LL Cool, so if ya boyfriend your loyal to his ass
he's a motherfuckin' fool

Got jewels on my pinky, jewels on my
Iconic status and his name is
Bitch please, you messin wit real O.G's
Wit million dolla whips dat I from overseas

Got a pocket of G'z, and the inconvenient truth
Is the ozone is bad cuz I been smokin' all da trees
The globe is warmin' up when we up the blunt
And put it in the air like Knievel stunts

you want from me? I got pistols for da haters
Ya fam be in black like they was playin' for da Raiders
And ya music isn't favored, and DJ's they bring it back
Like when you go and somethin' from ya neighbors

Like a cup of sugar, a rope full of salt
The name of my car insurance is yo fault
And if you sittin on chrome, I'll call up my
And have you stripped of ya medals like Marion Jones,

(Champ you got it, on movin
They aint got nuttin on ya, for the sneak dissin
These boysll in your face and stab you right in the back
Breathe, take some water, is money in the bank)

(They defeatin champ, you know what you can do
You Luda, you lookin good, go!
Cmon baby, hard work and
You what it is man, keep fightin!)

Back up on da scene, back to put a nail in these coffins
I got the hammer in my
Call me Mr. Fixit, barrel stay hotter
A fresh batch of home-made biscuits

A-tisket, a-tasket, a custom-made
Luda leaves the trouters stretched out gymnastics
And I'm superstar status
The mouth of the South like gangsta you bastards

The international traveler, and I may not be to you
But I'm the out in Africa
So put ya fist up, even the statue of liberty lit a
For the way that I lit my up

You can't wit me, I got 'em stuck
Like I made a thousand put shackles on they feet wit me
And then I broke free, I'll let 'em when Bobby Brown
And Houston become drug-free

I'm the baddest shut it like Shaft was
Leavin' rappers wit like bad drugs
They warned ya, you got defeated by the heat but, eh
just say we Alonzo Mourn'd ya

So the coroner, I'll show up to yo funeral wit some gators
Like I'm fresh Florida
Call me the swamp thing, headed in the wrong direction
Like you hit the and caught the wrong train

So don't fuck wit it, I'm sendin' lyrical bullets at ya dome
Fuck betta duck wit it, or else you stuck wit it
You'll get stalked so bad you'll leava da
eight Young Buck's did it

But not in Cashville, you yo feelin'
Like comin' down off X effects of yo last pill
You fuckin Daffy Dill, a Daffy Duck
And I'm the undefeated champ, yall suck!