Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Got No Dough

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

her, two seater
Look at you nigga, actin' like you her
You run blocks with your Henney on the
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 smokey off

Stressing me, you blessing me
With your '96 Rolley and impressing me
Hear me though, a job need a resume, ready though
'Cause my is like Presume
You got petty and I'm here to let you know
My is priceless, so if you iceless, baby girl gotta go

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

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 this

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

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

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

I can give you what you need or give you you like
But the pay is of the low
So this pussy pawn
you could touch me, lust me
Listen up daddy you ready for the bed
Tryna to it up

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

Ain't got no
ass niggas ain't 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 stop
This 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 that of thug that's about they business
out that cash
Long line of credit I like my thug to last

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

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

When Missy flow I give y'all fever, yo, if your is ugly
You don't need her, feed her to a wild pack of
Yo, I let bitches see I'm off the meter, heater
Me and Eve give ya seizures, know I put your niggas
On their knees, eat up, then we you like skeezers
Yo, let me, let me take a quick

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