Luyện nghe bài hát Under Ground Kings

Bridge over troubled water, ice in my water
Rich off a mixtape, got off a mixtape
Probably shouldn't be driving, it just got so much
Can't even steer straight, I can't even straight
Oh, fuck with me, I buy the
Live a little, niggas die a lot, and lie a lot
But I'm the that's right I fucking said it
The proof that you ain't gotta die to get to heaven
You girl, you there, you look like you like this shit
How'd I know, how'd I That's me on some psychic shit
I can a lie if you ask me about my whereabouts
But I might talk that real if you ask me what I care
Reppin' bitches, reppin' bitches
And reppin' them bitches until 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 I knew I was
That's important and what really happened before this
When me and my crew was all about this rapper New Orleans
Singing like a man, finger on the trigger
I got money in my pocket, I'm a nigga, ah
fame on my mind, my girl on my nerves
I was pushing myself to get something I deserve
That was in the days, Acura days
I was a dude, I'm getting back to my ways

People always ask how I got my things
Take my crown to the grave, I'm an underground
I bet we can make the greatest story ever told
Cause I'm down to spend whatever, lately I've 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 love it a
Do it for the city, (UGK fuck these niggas)

Sometimes I need that romance, sometimes I need that pole
I need that stripper that's gon' tell me that she don't dance
Tell me lies, make it sound good, make it sound
Do me like the women from my town
Leather with woodgrain, Persian rugs on wood floors
Talking all good things, that's all I'm really good for
Memphis Tennessee no, see I to go deep back
And rich crust with my back with Yo Gotti and E-Mack
And these niggas got diamonds glowing in they mouth
And they rockin' like it's snowing in the south
And every girl tell me that's the shit that she like
So why am I a classic, this is who I'm trying to be
So I drop out, I was taught are quick to fade
As soon I that term-end papers they won't get me paid
If I don't I'ma ball
I'm all day like a clock on the wall
Yeah need that, making changes to the life I'm living
I had no choice, I had to prove I made the decisions
That was back in the days, days
I was a cold dude, I'm getting to my ways