Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Got No Dough

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Bet I you a believer
Fever, what you when you see her
Cheater, that be you your beeper 911
Never Eve for your lovin'
I don't want

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

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

got no dough
Broke ass niggas got cash flow
Y'all know, y'all buy shit
See me in the trying to impress this

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

Yo, yo
You can say I'm blessed, I
Niggas 'em flashy 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
Daddy licking out tongue, wanna swallow me
pile on me, never put no smile on me
Better that
Wanna see me beggin' for your
Bet I doubt

Whatcha at?
speakin' to me think you pushin' it?
Know you cat run
'Cause this is gonna bite
I light the fire, grab it, choke it, hold it down
it ruff ride

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

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

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

Yo, yo, Swizz got locked
time I drop, shit's hot
Think not and it stop
This bitch top
Ya'll watching
Play the back baby while team keep flockin'

Tryna to my ass
You ain't got the strength to mount this stallion, I
Whiling out I
You're that type of thug that's they business
Piling out cash
Long line of credit 'cause I like my thug to

See like it when I talk back
Dough stack, cut backs, we want that
but you flaunt that
Somethin' whatcha want,
Cheap stack, keep
Fake money nigga, fake

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

Missy flow I give y'all fever, yo, if your bitch is ugly
You don't need her, feed her to a 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, then we you like skeezers
Yo, let me, let me take a breather

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