Luyện nghe bài hát Draped Up H-town (remix)

[Intro: Keke]
Big Texas
It's legends are born
I'm Lil' The Don
Original Screwed Up
a dedication to DJ Screw
Fat Pat, Big Mello, Big
it?

[Chorus: Keke]
Draped up and dripped out, Know I'm talking about
Draped up and dripped out, Know what I'm talking
Draped up and dripped out, Know I'm talking about
Draped up and out, Know what I'm talking about

Keke]
I'm draped up and dripped out, the truth has slipped out
84's, Red Doors, Candy Apple
Got them dripped out cause my drop tip top
Purple Cup, Screw Us Up, that's what keep the hot
Don King, Bun B, Please Pimp C
Hydro, Super Flow, know boys feeling me
Come to Houston, Texas and see and 'lacs
And forget to tell the people that the legends are back, yeah

Thug]
It's Slim Thug showing H-Town
to hit the club on dubs, acting bad on scrubs (thats right)
Mad and leather, 24's or better
say they riding candy but my load is wetter
The roads for compeitors they see the two letters
They'll never ever ever ever get on my level (thats right)
Me and Bun together caked up clout
Staying draped up and out, know what I'm talking about?

The city is back, look at the map, thought we wouldn't get in the game
I'm sticking my dick up in the game and bustin in that like a
I'm hitting that mayne, look at this grain I'm grippin, I'm to swang
My bumper doing the rock and my trunk is doing the crane
Now who in the hell was able to the world it wasn't my bang
I turn up the beat and I'm the street, the city we started to train
The world is looking like Texas mayne, just watch how they up the slang
Just show 'em your grill and up some drank and watch how they do the same, Hold up mayne

[Paul
it do baby, It's Paul Wall, Players rise while haters fall
Got Fo's crawling in the 54 on the road, I'm obeying the laws
I stay shining like headlights and I stay crawling like lice
Just like a boy but I play the dice, them twos and threes ain't nice
Them threes and fours I'ma roll fo sho, fo's and vogues, we 'em swang
My Bun B bring the pain, Wanna know what I rep? Just check the chain
In the hood is where I hang, On South Lee, 5-9
we dippin oil, we candy, From P-A to H-Town, It goes down

[Mike
I stay draped up, out, Drop the top when I'm flipping out
low on 84, (How you know they Fo's?) they poking out
Ice Age and Rap-A-Lot, Pimping in the parking lot
Diamonds shining in my grill, you can see 'em if its or not
When I'm out in the limelight, I make I shine bright
I'm in the drop the glock cocked, you know I keep that iron tight
I'm getting brain a tight dame on North Maine in the turning lane
I'm young and rich talking alot of shit, I guess its cause I'm thangs

I'm still draped up and dripped out, what I'm talking bout
Fighting over parking spots, in the parking lot
(Next two in Spanish)
Now put your blocks up, Now put your up
Fuck that nigga over there cause I he said something
Have to take 'em a clip out, with the click out, dont give a shit bout
Til he gets out, Free Pimp C, we draped up and out

Flip]
I Bun when you need a verse, just holla
You know how we do it, you gotta spend no dollars
I'm puffin dro, bangin screw, and fos
Middle fingers in the air, you know how it
Stash spot with weight in it, Candy paint with in it
got the bass in it, One liter with eights in it
Swisha sweet with haze in it, you I'm blowed
Four row chain, you know I'm pro
Johnny got me huh? 80 karats, bright huh?
Hit the button, pop the trunk, watch the light jump
keep folding bread til Pimp hold his head
We you DJ Screw, man I hate you dead

Down to ride red but I'ma blue in the turning lane looking just like Screw
300 Crissy, don't they doors, Everybody know Z-Ro's flow is ferocious
I keep a ride with the daytons in the deck, be deep 22 drank in the whip
You can keep the syrup but you can pass the cup, My cadillac on glass and wood
Would I knock a jacka when his ass get up? Hell naw, he's split from the chest to the nuts
was here he said I would come up now the radio requesting my stuff
Gotta keep a smif n wesson to buss the better life keep me stressing enough
Is this rap for real, is it a or what?, Screw I hope I see you when they wet me up

B]
This is H-Town, Texas, me how does it look?
Taking over the rap kitchen and we ready to
You can us whipping the beakers coming out of the speakers
Stepping up fresh hard for you out of town peakers
We got 3rd Ward, 4th Ward, and G's
Plus and Bloody Nickels rollin 83's
Houston, Texas motherfucker, you know the name
We'll see you in for the All-Star Game

[Chorus - 2X]