Luyện nghe bài hát Considerate Brotha

Disturbin' tha peace, the Club
Ludacris, straight the A T L
We take 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' this
My ass the kid momma let him hit it
He gon' nut up in ya mouth and she bet' not it

Look bein' a mack is all about your
I maim hoes for makin' me cum then make her buy me rum
I got the town ho-infested, you 'em
Invested in turned it into 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 to city, state to state
look at the house, I own the whole estate

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I will touch 'em but beat 'em
I fuss wit 'em, never, never mistreat 'em
You can call me a brotha
A brotha

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

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

It's the blast 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 meet they deadline
And I got hoes who legs go back further than yo' hairline

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

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

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

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