Luyện nghe bài hát True

Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true-I'm
You riding swangs you grain, I do-I do
You candy red you blue, you popping trunk you jamming Screw
Don't know about you, but I'm true

Forget what them is talking bout, I'm true-I'm true
You riding swangs you gripping grain, I do
You candy red you blue, you popping trunk you jamming Screw
Don't know about you, but I'm true-I'm

Forget what these boys is bout, we wipe boys down
In South Park on MLK, on we clown
the streets of Antoine, to the Homestead hoods
From Mo City to Studewood, it's all
I'm riding on platinum grey, with and Trae
Gon let the top down, a beautiful day
Haters jealous on the sidelines, they mouth
'Cause I roll with T.I.P., the king of the
Boys know I'm Paid In Full, so they clocking my
Me, Poppy, Joe and Fox all riding
I'm breaking bread with Jones, and Slim Thug the Boss
Paul Wall, still representing Swishahouse
I'm my boy Big Kaila, I don't bar no hater
I'm on the for paper, I'll holla at ya later
Forget they talking bout, I'm in love with my wealth
I ain't gotta say I'm true, cause speak for itself baby

Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true-I'm
You swangs you gripping grain, I do-I do
You candy red you candy blue, you popping trunk you Screw
Don't know you, but I'm true-I'm true

Forget what boys is talking bout, I'm true-I'm true
You riding swangs you gripping grain, I do
You red you candy blue, you popping trunk you jamming Screw
Don't know you, but I'm true-I'm true

They say I'm the greatest of all time, and I say who and say you
If a dime tell her I'm fine, and she'll say true-true
Turn up the bang if you into, something changing the rims do
Sound like a train when I stop, they be like choo-choo-choo
And I'm thugging too homie, the heater kinda like Al Bundy's
Believe me every time you see me, gon be in her pants
If I do a crime and you snitch, homie the heater snitch too
'Cause if the police come around, be pointing at you
Somebody give mouth to mouth to this mic, it melt
'Cause the only rapper out rapping me is me, after
I hope you internet thugs, will swear that I ain't the tightest
Have cyber sex with Cita, you catch a virus
Why is he saying this, to piss off
I claim myself, the rap King of the South
The say I'm the greatest of all time, and I say who and say you
And I say naw, give that title to the late DJ Screw, rest in peace

Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true-I'm
You swangs you gripping grain, I do-I do
You candy red you candy blue, you popping trunk you Screw
Don't know about you, but I'm true-I'm

Forget what boys is talking bout, I'm true-I'm true
You riding swangs you gripping grain, I do
You candy red you candy blue, you popping trunk you Screw
Don't about you, but I'm true-I'm true

The definition of a pimp is (me), I ain't doing shit for (free)
I got my own label now, if you ain't heard (Clover G's)
Now me and Will chasing the scrill, we pulling up on wheels
Nigga, your royalty looking like my phone bill
Quick to capping picture snapping, paparazzi me
Yeah I'm platinum I'll slap him, if he smoke up all my
I love to speed on dubs and Spre's, bitches leave the club me
Snitches mean me, don't make me bust my fucking heat
We popping trunks and blunts, that sticky-ickie (ooh-wee)
year I did a mill, now I'm bout to do (three)
I bring the on every track, it's five G's for every bar
Just I'm in a Porsche box, don't mean I like the spa
don't mean I like the car, you know I'm down to break your jaw
Just because I rubber, that don't mean I like the tar
We stars in every state, like Pimp and Bun we keep it trill
And if you ain't heard, it's Lil' Flipper and

Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true-I'm
You riding swangs you gripping grain, I do
You candy red you candy blue, you popping you jamming Screw
know about you, but I'm true-I'm true