Luyện nghe bài hát Considerate Brotha

Disturbin' tha peace, the Club
Ludacris, from 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 this, Timbaland Magoo, check it out

Mag at 7/11 a quarter to seven
Buy six-fifty then we fuckin' this 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 mack is all about game
I hoes for makin' me cum then make her buy me some rum
I got the ho-infested, you seen 'em
Invested in prostitution turned it into an

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

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

I love '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 'em, what
I will wit 'em, I never mistreat 'em
You can call me a considerate brotha, say
A brotha

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

I got my, Louis Vuitton on, pumpin', that
Chicks can't even drive straight without them blown horn
I'm just a illmatic, all dramatic
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, 'bout to get loose

'Cause I got it in me, 'bout to one home
And 'Free Willy', Timb, you so
See I pimpin', before yo' days
ain't easy, hey, hey, hey, hey

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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