Luyện nghe bài hát What I Represent (ugk)

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Now this one here for everybody out off the top
This for the real swangas whipping dubs and drops
For the real block huggers that's the grind
And the three time fellas that be facing time

For them deep boys that be baking and serving
And them real hustlas that be shaking and swerving
For real cut throwers putting work in on the average
And trill ass niggaz living life like a savage

A lot of niggaz it down for they set it
And when the work easy and when the game ain't ready
Niggaz they rep they're neighborhood good or bad
Niggaz that really be on the block throwing signs and

Well, I'm here to for all the gangstas and the thugs
And the underdog niggaz ain't getting no love
For a nigga trying' to make a for him and his crew
Just recognize, I'm representing for you, and that's on the true

I'ma my dope, I'ma bust my guns
I'ma my hoes, I'ma stack my ones
What I
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I represent?
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I'ma smoke my good, I'ma sip my
I'ma grip my grain, I'ma my paint
I represent?
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What I
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Now, wanna act like they already got it made
With the and the cars and the bills all paid
Got a million in the bank and two million in
But on the cool, life ain't like that for a lot of these

Lot of people in this world coming up hard
Raised in apartments, with no front yard
Had to share their clothes and shoes cousins and brothers
Never had they own shit, they had to it with others

I wasn't born with a silver spoon sticking out my
I was raised in the middle of the struggle on the
Had some times in my life, trying to make ends meet
Not to mention, trying not to fall victim to the

the odds, a nigga made it out the game
But that don't mean that I'm forget about from where I came
UGK ain't just a name, what a nigga is
I was there I got in the biz and nigga that's on the rizz

I'ma my dope, I'ma bust my guns
I'ma fuck my hoes, stack my ones
What I
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What I
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I'ma my good, I'ma sip my drink
I'ma grip my grain, I'ma drip my
What I
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I represent?
(The, the, the underground)

Now people always be around when you shining and
But they real hard to find when tough times calling
You got money, good, and they be all in your face
Then disappear like Sue Storm soon as you a case

It's like clockwork homeboy, the never fails
Soon as think the party's over, everybody bails
a sworn they was your friends when your world was on shine
But soon as you get some time, sight, outta mind

It's a shame that some real ass niggaz took a
a shame how they treat you when you locked behind the wall
When your woman won't visit and homie won't send you no flicks
Or and see you, that's some cold ass shit

Well I miss my nigga, he was for me
That's why I got the whole screaming," Free Pimp C"
And be right here waiting when you touch back down
UGK we holding the crown, kings of the underground

sell my dope, I'ma bust my guns
I'ma fuck my hoes, I'ma my ones
I represent?
(The, the underground, the, the underground)
What I
(The, the underground)

I'ma smoke my good, sip my drink
grip my grain, I'ma drip my paint
What I
(The, the underground, the, the underground)
What I
(The, the, the underground)

I'ma sell my dope, I'ma my guns
fuck my hoes, I'ma stack my ones
What I
(The, the underground, the, the underground)
What I
(The, the underground)

I'ma smoke my good, I'ma sip my
I'ma grip my grain, I'ma my paint
I represent?
(The, the underground, the, the underground)
What I
(The, the, the underground)