Luyện nghe bài hát Under Ground Kings

Bridge over troubled water, ice in my water
Rich off a mixtape, got rich off a
Probably shouldn't be driving, it got so much harder
Can't even steer straight, I even steer straight
Oh, with me, I buy the shots
a little, cause niggas die a lot, and lie a lot
But I'm the truth that's right I fucking it
The living that you ain't gotta die to get to heaven
You girl, you right there, you like you like 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 about my
But I might talk that real if you ask me what I care
bitches, reppin' bitches bitches
And reppin' reppin' bitches until all of us switches
I swear, it's been two years since ask me who I was
I'm the greatest man I said that before I I was
That's what's important and what really happened this
When me and my 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
With on my mind, my girl on my nerves
I was pushing myself to get something I deserve
was back in the days, Acura days
I was a cold dude, I'm getting back to my

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

Sometimes I need that romance, I need that pole dance
Sometimes I need that stripper that's gon' 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 that woodgrain, Persian rugs on floors
Talking all them good things, that's all I'm really for
Memphis Tennessee no, see I start to go deep
And rich crust with my seat back with Yo Gotti and
And these got them diamonds glowing in they mouth
And they rockin' furs it's snowing in the south
And every pretty tell me that's the shit that she like
So why am I a classic, is who I'm trying to be like
So I out, lessons I was taught are quick to fade
As soon I realize that term-end papers won't get me paid
If I don't nothing ball
I'm countin' all day like a on the wall
Yeah need that, making major changes to the I'm living
I had no choice, I had to prove I made the right
That was back in the days, Acura
I was a cold dude, I'm getting to my ways