Luyện nghe bài hát I'm True

lizard-lizard-lizard, uh
It's the king koopa, chamillionaire
The color changing lizard, the mixtape
stand for the ghetto national anthem, let's go

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

[paul
Forget what these boys is talking bout, we wipe boys
In south park on mlk, on we clown
the streets of antoine, to the homestead hoods
From mo to studewood, it's all good
I'm on platinum grey, with z-ro and trae
Gon let the top down, it's a day
Haters jealous on the sidelines, running mouth
I roll with t.i.p., the king of the south
Boys know I'm paid in full, so clocking my dollas
Me, poppy, joe and fox all riding
I'm breaking bread with mike jones, and slim thug the
It's paul wall, representing swishahouse
I'm with my boy big kaila, I bar no hater
I'm on the grind for paper, I'll at ya later
what they talking bout, I'm in love with my wealth
I ain't gotta say I'm true, cause true speak for baby

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Forget what them boys is bout, I'm true-i'm true
You swangs you gripping grain, I do-i do
You red you candy blue, you popping trunk you jamming screw
know about 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 she's a dime her I'm fine, and she'll say true-true
Turn up the bang if you into, something color the rims do
Sound a train cause when I stop, they be like choo-choo-choo
And I'm thugging too homie, the heater like al bundy's hand
me everytime you see me, it's gon be in her pants
if I do a
Crime and you snitch, homie the heater will too
if the police come around, it'll be pointing at you
Somebody give mouth to to this mic, after it melt
the only rapper out rapping me is me, after myself
I hope you internet thugs, that will that I ain't the tightest
Have cyber sex with cita, until you a virus
Why is he saying this, to boys off
I officially claim myself, the rap 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 to the late great dj screw, rest in peace

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

[lil'
The definition of a pimp is (me), cause I doing shit for (free)
I got my own label now, if you ain't it's (clover g's)
Now me and chasing the scrill, we pulling up on chrome wheels
Nigga, your royalty check like my phone bill
to capping picture snapping, paparazzi follow me
Yeah I'm platinum I'll slap him, if he up all my weed
I love to speed on and spre's, bitches leave the club with me
Snitches mean mugging me, don't make me my fucking heat
We trunks and smoking blunts, that sticky-ickie (ooh-wee)
Last year I did a mill, now I'm to do (three)
I the heat 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
That don't mean I like the car, you know I'm to break your jaw
because I burn rubber, that don't mean I like the tar
We ghetto in every state, like pimp and bun we keep it trill
And if you ain't heard, it's lil' flipper and

Forget them 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 trunk you jamming screw
know about you, but I'm true-i'm true