Luyện nghe bài hát Considerate Brotha

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

Mag meetcha at 7/11 a quarter to
Buy rubbers then we fuckin' this heaven
My ass the kid momma let him hit it
He gon' nut up in ya and she bet' not spit 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 ho-infested, you seen 'em
Invested in turned it into an institution

Well be far be it 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 whole

But wait, baby, baby, baby, baby too
baby, make 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 might 'em, yea
You can call me a considerate brotha, say
A considerate brotha, what I am

I will touch 'em, what, but beat 'em, what
I will fuss wit 'em, I mistreat 'em
You can me a considerate brotha, say what?
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 guns lined up, which one 'em I'm use

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

From Raggedy Ann and Andy to drinks and brandy
I take 'em off the streets and put 'em back on with a 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 'em, no, I don't need '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, but won't beat 'em, what
I will fuss wit 'em, 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 your hair out, come on