Luyện nghe bài hát They Dont Know

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

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

What you know 'bout swangaz and
What you know purple drank?
What you know 'bout poppin'
Neon lights, candy

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

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

They know 'bout P.A.T
What you know 'bout Free C?
What you 'bout the Swishahouse, man?
What you know the S.U.C?

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

Outta towners be around
Runnin' they mouth and talkin'
But you don't know 'bout my town
Either it down or move around

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

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

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

I represent the of candy cars
Screw music and bar
Trunk bangin', fifth
84's and swangin'

Belt-buckles we in Texas
Rag-tops lay down on
shinin' from grillin' necklace
Haters hate, we well respected

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

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

I crack a and show platinum mouth
Every I rap I rep Swishahouse
I a verse and head straight to the vaults
G's for me to even open my mouth

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

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

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

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

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

southern or Prairie View
What you know 'bout battle of the
here we got ghetto girls
Like wings, chicken or Chan's

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

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

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

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

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