Luyện nghe bài hát Under Ground Kings

Bridge over water, ice in my muddy water
off a mixtape, got rich off a mixtape
Probably shouldn't be driving, it just got so harder
Can't even steer straight, I can't even straight
Oh, fuck me, I buy the shots
a little, cause niggas die a lot, and lie a lot
But I'm the truth that's 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 like shit
How'd I know, how'd I That's me on some psychic shit
I can tell a lie if you ask me my whereabouts
But I might talk real if you ask me what I care about
Reppin' bitches, reppin' bitches
And reppin' reppin' them bitches until all of us
I swear, it's been two years since ask me who I was
I'm the greatest man I that before I knew I was
That's what's important and really happened before 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 fame on my mind, my on my nerves
I was pushing myself to get something that I
That was back in the days, Acura
I was a cold dude, I'm back to my ways

People always ask how I got my things
my crown to the grave, I'm an underground king
I bet we can make tonight the greatest story ever
Cause I'm down to whatever, lately I've 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 the city love it a nigga
Do it for the city, (UGK these other niggas)

Sometimes I need that romance, sometimes I that pole dance
Sometimes I need stripper that's gon' tell me that she don't dance
Tell me lies, make it sound good, it sound good
Do me like the women from my would
Leather with that woodgrain, Persian rugs on wood
Talking all good things, that's all I'm really good for
Memphis no, see I start to go deep back
And rich crust with my seat back Yo Gotti and E-Mack
And these niggas got diamonds glowing in they mouth
And rockin' furs like it's snowing in the south
And pretty girl tell me that's the shit that she like
So why am I a classic, this is who I'm trying to be
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 I'ma ball
I'm countin' all day a clock on the wall
Yeah need that, making major changes to the I'm living
I had no choice, I had to prove I the right decisions
was back in the days, Acura days
I was a cold dude, I'm getting to my ways