Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Got No Dough

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Bet I make you a
Fever, what you catch you see her
Cheater, that be you check beeper 911
Never Eve stressin' for lovin'
I don't want

Peep her, two
Look at you nigga, actin' like you her
You run with your Henney on the rocks
You think I see you wiling, thirsty nigga want the cock
Let you lick for a minute 'fore I off
Get you mad, holla no smokey off

Stressing me, you ain't me
With your '96 Rolley and impressing me
me though, want a job need a resume, ready though
'Cause my is like Presume
You got dough and I'm here to let you know
My time is priceless, so if you iceless, girl gotta go

got no dough
Broke ass niggas ain't got flow
Y'all know, y'all buy shit
See me in the club trying to impress

Ain't got no
Broke ass ain't got cash flow
Y'all know, y'all can't buy
See me in the club trying to this

Yo, yo
You can say I'm blessed, I
Niggas like 'em drive a F50
I go, go-tee I'll blow, H Y dro
Keep 'em in the club
Hoochies y'all don't know

Hear me, follow me
licking out your tongue, wanna swallow me
Wanna on me, never put no smile on me
Better that
Wanna see me beggin' for chips
Bet I that

Whatcha at?
Still speakin' to me you pushin' it?
you pussy cat run
'Cause bitch is gonna bite
I don't light the fire, grab it, choke it, it down
Ride it ride

I can you what you need or give you what you like
But the pay is of the low
So this pussy stride
Wishin' you could me, lust me
Listen up you ain't ready for the bed
to give it up

Ain't got no
ass niggas ain't got cash flow
Y'all know, y'all can't buy
See me in the club to impress this

Ain't got no
Broke ass niggas got cash flow
Y'all know, can't buy shit
See me in the club trying to impress

Yo, yo, got beats locked
Every time I drop, hot
Think not and it don't
bitch top notching
Ya'll watching
Play the baby while your team keep flockin'

to touch my ass
You got the strength to mount this stallion, I pass
Whiling out I
You're that type of thug that's about they
Piling out that
Long line of credit 'cause I like my thug to

See like it when I talk back
Dough stack, cut backs, we don't want
but you flaunt that
Somethin' want, black
Cheap stack, keep
Fake nigga, fake thug

We don't need that, what's all about
I can see you from a mile running at the
poppin' out
Claimin' a hustlin' type of nigga, cut it out
You's an average of cat
No money, no

Missy flow I give y'all fever, yo, if your bitch is ugly
You need her, feed her to a wild pack of cheetahs
Yo, I let y'all see I'm off the meter, heater
Me and Eve give ya seizures, know I put your down
On their knees, eat up, then we you like skeezers
Yo, let me, let me a quick breather

Yo, do smell them trees?
Do you hear them Swizz Beats?
Oh do you feel the Missy?
Well where you wanna wit me? Me?
One-two, Misdemeanor, yeah, yeah,
Motherfucker now Alright