Luyện nghe bài hát Considerate Brotha

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

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

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

Well be far be it from me to my enterprise
All I'm sayin' man my 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, shake too
baby, make too
Baby, baby, baby, baby, shake too, too

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bitch I pack a tux fo' emergencies
Want me to treat 'em courtesy
But psssh, Ludacris nigga bitch get on you purposely
Perfectly, dressed to impress, from the head down

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

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

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

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

I will 'em, what 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
Feel me now baby, on
Come on walk with me, witcha daddy
Easy, yea, take it easy
Let your blow out, come on