Luyện nghe bài hát I'm True

lizard-lizard-lizard, uh
It's the almighty koopa, chamillionaire
The color changing lizard, the mixtape
Please for the ghetto national anthem, let's go

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Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true-i'm
You swangs you gripping grain, I do-i do
You candy red you candy blue, you popping you jamming screw
know about you, but I'm true-i'm true

[paul
Forget these boys is talking bout, we wipe boys down
In park on mlk, on sunday we clown
From the of antoine, to the homestead hoods
mo city to studewood, it's all good
I'm riding on platinum grey, z-ro and trae
Gon let the top down, a beautiful day
Haters jealous on the sidelines, running they
I roll with t.i.p., the king of the south
Boys I'm paid in full, so they clocking my dollas
Me, poppy, joe and fox all riding
I'm breaking with mike jones, and slim thug the boss
paul wall, still representing swishahouse
I'm with my boy big kaila, I don't bar no
I'm on the grind for paper, I'll at ya later
what they talking bout, I'm in love with my wealth
I ain't gotta say I'm true, cause speak for itself baby

- 2x]
Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true
You swangs you gripping grain, I do-i do
You candy red you candy blue, you trunk you jamming screw
Don't know about you, but I'm true-i'm

They say I'm the greatest of all time, and I say who and say you
If she's a tell her I'm fine, and she'll say true-true
up the bang if you into, something color changing the rims do
Sound like a train when I stop, they be like choo-choo-choo
And I'm thugging too homie, the heater like al bundy's hand
Believe me you see me, it's gon be in her pants
if I do a
Crime and you snitch, homie the heater snitch too
Cause if the come around, it'll be pointing at you
give mouth to mouth to this mic, after it melt
Cause the only rapper out me is me, after myself
I hope you internet thugs, that will swear that I ain't the
Have cyber sex with cita, until you a virus
Why is he saying this, to piss off
I officially myself, the rap king of the south
The say I'm the greatest of all time, and I say who and say you
And I say naw, that title to the late great dj screw, rest in peace

- 2x]
Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true-i'm
You swangs you gripping grain, I do-i do
You red you candy blue, you popping trunk you jamming screw
Don't about you, but I'm true-i'm true

flip]
The of a pimp is (me), cause I ain't doing shit for (free)
I got my own label now, if you ain't it's (clover g's)
Now me and will chasing the scrill, we up on chrome wheels
Nigga, your royalty check like my phone bill
Quick to capping picture snapping, follow me
Yeah I'm platinum I'll him, if he smoke up all my weed
I love to speed on dubs and spre's, bitches the club with me
Snitches mean me, don't make me bust my fucking heat
We popping trunks and blunts, that sticky-ickie (ooh-wee)
year I did a mill, now I'm bout to do (three)
I bring the on every track, it's five g's for every bar
Just because I'm in a porsche box, don't mean I the spa
don't mean I like the car, you know I'm down to break your jaw
Just because I burn rubber, that mean I like the tar
We ghetto stars in state, like pimp and bun we keep it trill
And if you ain't heard, it's flipper and chamill'

Forget what boys is talking bout, I'm true-i'm true
You swangs you gripping grain, I do-i do
You candy red you candy blue, you popping trunk you screw
know about you, but I'm true-i'm true