Luyện nghe bài hát I'm True

lizard-lizard-lizard, uh
It's the almighty koopa, chamillionaire
The color changing lizard, the mixtape
stand 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 blue, you popping trunk you jamming screw
Don't know about you, but I'm true-i'm

[paul
Forget what boys is talking bout, we wipe boys down
In park on mlk, on sunday we clown
the streets of antoine, to the homestead hoods
From mo city to studewood, all good
I'm riding on grey, with z-ro and trae
Gon let the top down, a beautiful day
Haters jealous on the sidelines, running they
Cause I roll 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 impalas
I'm breaking bread with jones, and slim thug the boss
paul wall, still representing swishahouse
I'm with my boy big kaila, I bar no hater
I'm on the grind for paper, holla at ya later
Forget what they talking bout, I'm in with my wealth
I ain't gotta say I'm true, true speak for itself baby

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Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true
You riding swangs you gripping grain, I do
You candy red you candy blue, you popping trunk you jamming
Don't know about you, but I'm true

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

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Forget what them 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 trunk you jamming screw
Don't know you, but I'm true-i'm true

[lil'
The definition of a pimp is (me), cause I ain't 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 pulling up on wheels
Nigga, royalty check looking like my phone bill
Quick to picture snapping, paparazzi follow me
Yeah I'm platinum slap him, if he smoke up all my weed
I love to speed on and spre's, bitches leave the club with me
Snitches mean mugging me, don't make me bust my fucking
We popping trunks and smoking blunts, that (ooh-wee)
Last I did a mill, now I'm bout to do (three)
I bring the heat on every track, it's g's for every bar
Just because I'm in a porsche box, don't mean I the spa
That don't mean I like the car, you know I'm to break your jaw
because I burn rubber, that don't mean I like the tar
We ghetto stars in every state, like pimp and bun we it trill
And if you ain't heard, it's lil' and chamill'

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