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 in between
Uh, we gon' do it this, Timbaland Magoo, check it out

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

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

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

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 considerate brotha, say
A considerate brotha, what I am

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

Woah, up Saturday about to press my suit
up early about to fix me some orange juice
I got my chicks lined up, 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 blown they horn
I'm just a illmatic, all dramatic
Carry a automatic, keep up on all

I'm just that nigga from Va. Beach
Rrrrob each, uh, let me not 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, to take one home
And 'Free Willy', Timb, you so
See I been pimpin', yo' days
ain't easy, hey, hey, hey, hey

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

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

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

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

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

From Raggedy Ann and Andy to 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 pimpin' 'em up, hoes

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 brotha

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

Easy, me now
Feel me now baby, on
on walk with me, walk witcha daddy
Easy, yea, it easy baby
Let your hair blow out, on