Luyện nghe bài hát Under Ground Kings

Bridge over troubled water, ice in my water
Rich off a mixtape, got rich off a
shouldn't be driving, it just got so much harder
Can't steer straight, I can't even steer straight
Oh, with me, I buy the shots
a little, cause niggas die a lot, and lie a lot
But I'm the truth that's right I said it
The living proof that you ain't die to get to heaven
You girl, you right there, you like you like this shit
How'd I know, how'd I know? That's me on some psychic
I can a lie if you ask me about my whereabouts
But I might talk that real if you ask me I care about
bitches, reppin' bitches bitches
And reppin' reppin' them bitches all of us switches
I swear, it's been two years since ask me who I was
I'm the greatest man I said that before I I was
That's what's important and really happened before this
me and my crew was all about this rapper from New Orleans
Singing walking a man, finger on the trigger
I got money in my pocket, I'm a nigga, ah
With fame on my mind, my girl on my
I was myself to get something that I deserve
That was in the days, Acura days
I was a cold dude, I'm getting to my ways

People always ask how I got my nice
Take my crown to the grave, I'm an king
I bet we can make tonight the story ever told
Cause I'm down to spend whatever, lately been on a roll
And I do it for the city, cause you know the love a nigga
Do it for the city, cause you know the city it a nigga
Do it for the city, cause you know the city it a nigga
Do it for the city, (UGK fuck other niggas)

I need that romance, sometimes I need that pole dance
Sometimes I need that stripper that's gon' me that she don't dance
Tell me lies, make it sound good, make it good
Do me like the from my town would
Leather with that woodgrain, Persian rugs on floors
Talking all good things, that's all I'm really good for
Memphis Tennessee no, see I start to go deep
And rich crust with my seat back Yo Gotti and E-Mack
And these niggas got diamonds glowing in they mouth
And they rockin' furs it's snowing in the south
And every pretty girl tell me that's the shit she like
So why am I a classic, this is who I'm trying to be
So I drop out, lessons I was taught are quick to
As soon I realize term-end papers they won't get me paid
If I don't nothing ball
I'm all day like a clock on the wall
Yeah need that, major changes to the life I'm living
I had no choice, I had to prove I the right decisions
was back in the days, Acura days
I was a dude, I'm getting back to my ways