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

[Intro: Keke]
Big terrible
It's where 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 out, Know what I'm talking about
Draped up and dripped out, Know I'm talking about
Draped up and out, Know what I'm talking about
Draped up and dripped out, Know I'm talking about

[Lil'
I'm draped up and out, the truth has just slipped out
84's, Red Doors, Candy Apple
Got them boppers dripped out cause my tip top
Purple Cup, Screw Us Up, that's what the streets hot
Don King, Bun B, Please Free C
Hydro, Super Flow, know these boys me
Come to Houston, Texas and see swangaz and
And don't forget to tell the people that the are back, yeah

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

The city is back, just at the map, thought we wouldn't get in the game
I'm sticking my dick up in the and bustin in that like a train
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 tell the it wasn't my bang
I up the beat and I'm cracking the street, the city we started to train
The world is looking like Texas mayne, just watch how they pick up the
Just show 'em your grill and pick up some drank and watch how do the same, Hold up mayne

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

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

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

[Lil'
I told Bun when you need a verse, just
You how we do it, you aint gotta spend no dollars
I'm puffin dro, screw, and riding fos
fingers in the air, you know how it goes
Stash spot with in it, Candy paint with blakes in it
Trunk got the bass in it, One with eights in it
Swisha sweet with in it, you know I'm blowed
Four row chain, you know I'm pro
Johnny got me right huh? 80 karats, huh?
Hit the button, pop the trunk, watch the neon light
I'ma folding bread til Pimp hold his head
We miss you DJ Screw, man I hate you

Down to ride red but I'ma ride 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 with the daytons in the deck, Might be deep 22 drank in the whip
You can keep the syrup but you can pass the cup, My cadillac rolling on and wood
Would I knock a jacka down when his ass get up? Hell naw, he's from the chest to the nuts
Screw was here he said I would up now the radio requesting my stuff
Gotta keep a smif n wesson to buss cause the better life me stressing enough
Is this rap for real, is it a blessing or what?, Screw I hope I see you they wet me up

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

[Chorus - 2X]