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 your beeper 911
Never Eve stressin' for lovin'
I don't want

Peep her, two
Look at you nigga, like you need her
You run blocks with your Henney on the
You don't think I see you wiling, thirsty want the cock
Let you lick for a minute 'fore I off
Get you mad, no smokey ride off

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

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

got no dough
Broke ass niggas got cash flow
know, y'all can't buy shit
See me in the club trying to this

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

Hear me, follow me
Daddy licking out your tongue, wanna me
Wanna pile on me, put no smile on me
Better that
see me beggin' for your chips
Bet I that

lookin' at?
Still speakin' to me you pushin' it?
Know you cat run
'Cause this bitch is gonna
I don't light the fire, grab it, it, hold it down
it ruff ride

I can give you what you need or give you what you
But the pay is of the low
So pussy pawn stride
Wishin' you could touch me, me
up daddy you ain't ready for the bed
Tryna to it up

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

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

Yo, yo, Swizz got beats
Every I drop, shit's hot
Think not and it don't
bitch top notching
Ya'll keep
Play the back baby while your keep flockin'

to touch my ass
You ain't got the strength to this stallion, I pass
out I dash
You're type of thug that's about they business
Piling out that
Long of credit 'cause I like my thug to last

See they like it when I back
stack, cut backs, we don't want that
Frontin' but you flaunt
Somethin' whatcha want,
Cheap stack, that
Fake money nigga, thug

We need that, what's that all about
I can see you from a mile at the mouth
Lies out
Claimin' you's a hustlin' of nigga, cut it out
an average type of cat
No money, no

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

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