Luyện nghe bài hát They Dont Know

They don't know what that scar
They don't know that bar 'bout
They don't know that candy car 'bout
Or smokin' that 'bout

is the home of the playas and pimps
Showin' ass in the great state of Texas
Third Coast Born, I mean Texas raised
Texas muthafucka, that's where I stay, all

What you know swangaz and vogues?
What you know purple drank?
What you know 'bout trunk
lights, candy paint?

What you know 'bout white
Starched down jeans a razor crease
Platinum and on top our teeth
Big ol' chains with a iced out

You don't know 'bout Michael
You don't 'bout DJ Screw
What you know 'bout, man, up
I done down and what it do?

don't know 'bout P.A.T
What you know 'bout Pimp C?
What you 'bout the Swishahouse, man?
you know 'bout the S.U.C?

We keep it playa, ain't no
we holdin' plex whenever haters hate
We listen to music, screwed and
here in this Lonestar state

Outta be comin' around
Runnin' mouth and talkin' down
But you don't know nuthin' 'bout my
Either hold it down or around

They don't what that scar 'bout
They don't know what that bar
They don't know that candy car 'bout
Or smokin' that 'bout

Texas is the home of the playas and
naked ass in the great state of Texas
Third Coast Born, I mean we're raised
Texas muthafucka, where I stay
(Mike Jones)

Me and we actin' a fool
When screens I'm packin' a tool
I'm Texas raised, made
We daily, no minimum wage

I represent the home of candy
Screw and purple bar
Trunk bangin', fifth
84's and vogue

Belt-buckles we in Texas
Rag-tops lay on Lexus
Diamonds shinin' from necklace
Haters hate, 'cuz we well

Paul and Mike Jones
Who one of the on the microphone
We high on twenty inch chrome
Tryin' to get our on

I said, Paul Wall and Jones
Who one of the throwedest on the
We sittin' on twenty inch chrome
to get our shine on

I a smile and show platinum mouth
time I rap I rep Swishahouse
I spit a and head straight to the vaults
G's for me to even open my mouth

They know what that scar 'bout
They don't know what bar 'bout
They don't know what that candy car
Or smokin' that 'bout

Texas is the home of the and pimps
Showin' naked ass in the great state of
Third Coast Born, I mean we're raised
Texas muthafucka, where I stay

All Ready, on, hold up a second
boys comin' down blue or red
Down pimpin' ain't dead
Grindin' to stack my bread

I from the place where girls fly
Now a the brauds pimp brauds
they got more game then most these guys
You'll get set up and then you'll get

You don't 'bout chunkin' a deuce
You don't know 'bout a southside
Down we be ridin' D's
But you don't know about blades

Texas southern or View
you know 'bout battle of the bands
Down we got ghetto girls
Like wings, or Timmy Chan's

You can me ridin' swangs
What you know sippin' syrup
You don't know 'bout it up
Purple some speeches slurred

You know 'bout the way we talk
Boys say we got words
But I don't really care what you
'Cuz you don't know the dirty third

They know what that scar 'bout
They don't know that bar 'bout
They don't know that candy car 'bout
Or that joint 'bout

is the home of the playas and pimps
Showin' ass in the great state of Texas
Third Born, I mean we're Texas raised
Texas muthafucka, that's I stay

Texas muthafucka, that's where I
muthafucka, that's where I stay