Luyện nghe bài hát Under Ground Kings

Bridge over troubled water, ice in my muddy
Rich off a mixtape, got off a mixtape
Probably shouldn't be driving, it just got so much
Can't even steer straight, I can't even straight
Oh, fuck with me, I buy the
Live a little, cause die a lot, and lie a lot
But I'm the truth right I fucking said it
The living proof that you ain't die to get to heaven
You girl, you right there, you look like you this shit
How'd I know, how'd I know? That's me on psychic shit
I can tell a lie if you ask me my whereabouts
But I might talk that if you ask me what I care about
Reppin' bitches, reppin' bitches
And reppin' reppin' bitches until all of us switches
I swear, it's been two years somebody ask me who I was
I'm the greatest man I said before I knew I was
That's what's important and what really before this
me and my crew was all about this rapper from New Orleans
Singing walking a man, finger on the trigger
I got in my pocket, I'm a uptown nigga, ah
fame on my mind, my girl on my nerves
I was pushing to get something that I deserve
That was back in the days, days
I was a cold dude, I'm getting back to my

People always ask how I got my nice
Take my crown to the grave, I'm an underground
I bet we can make tonight the greatest ever told
Cause I'm down to spend whatever, lately been on a roll
And I do it for the city, cause you know the city a nigga
Do it for the city, cause you know the city it a nigga
Do it for the city, cause you know the city it a nigga
Do it for the city, (UGK fuck these niggas)

Sometimes I need that romance, I need that pole dance
Sometimes I need that that's gon' tell me that she don't dance
Tell me lies, it sound good, make it sound good
Do me like the women my town would
Leather with woodgrain, Persian rugs on wood floors
all them good things, that's all I'm really good for
Memphis Tennessee no, see I start to go deep
And rich crust with my back with Yo Gotti and E-Mack
And these niggas got them diamonds glowing in they
And they rockin' furs like it's in the south
And every pretty girl tell me that's the shit that she
So why am I a classic, is who I'm trying to be like
So I drop out, lessons I was taught are quick to
As soon I that term-end papers they won't get me paid
If I don't nothing I'ma
I'm countin' all day like a on the wall
Yeah need that, major changes to the life I'm living
I had no choice, I had to prove I the right decisions
That was in the days, Acura days
I was a cold dude, I'm getting back to my