Luyện nghe bài hát I'm True

lizard-lizard-lizard, uh
It's the almighty king koopa,
The color lizard, the mixtape messiah
Please stand for the ghetto anthem, let's go

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

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

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

They say I'm the greatest of all time, and I say who and say you
If she's a dime tell her I'm fine, and say true-true
Turn up the bang if you into, something color changing the do
like a train cause when I stop, they be like 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 will too
Cause if the police come around, be pointing at you
Somebody give mouth to mouth to mic, after it melt
Cause the only out rapping me is me, after myself
I you internet thugs, that will swear that I ain't the tightest
cyber sex with cita, until you catch a virus
Why is he this, to piss boys off
I officially claim myself, the rap king of the
The say I'm the of all time, and I say who and they say you
And I say naw, give that title to the late great dj screw, rest in

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

[lil'
The definition of a pimp is (me), I ain't doing shit for (free)
I got my own label now, if you ain't heard (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 I'll slap him, if he up all my weed
I to speed on dubs and spre's, bitches leave the club with me
Snitches mean mugging me, don't make me my fucking heat
We trunks and smoking blunts, that sticky-ickie (ooh-wee)
year I did a mill, now I'm bout to do (three)
I bring the heat on track, it's five g's for every bar
Just because I'm in a box, don't mean I like the spa
That don't mean I like the car, you know I'm down to your jaw
Just because I burn rubber, that don't mean I the tar
We ghetto stars in every state, like and bun we keep it trill
And if you ain't heard, it's flipper and chamill'

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