Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Got No Dough

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Bet I you a believer
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, like you need her
You run blocks your Henney on the rocks
You don't think I see you wiling, thirsty nigga want the
Let you lick for a minute I slide off
Get you mad, holla no smokey off

Stressing me, you blessing me
With your '96 Rolley glistening and me
Hear me though, a job need 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 girl go

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

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

Yo, yo
You can say I'm blessed, I
Niggas like 'em drive a F50
Jets I go, I'll blow, H Y dro
'em leaning in the club
Hoochies screaming y'all know

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

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

I can give you what you need or give you what you
But the pay is of the low
So this 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 ain't got cash flow
Y'all know, y'all buy shit
See me in the club to impress this

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

Yo, yo, got beats locked
Every I drop, shit's hot
Think not and it stop
This bitch top
keep watching
Play the back baby while your team keep

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

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

We need that, what's that all about
I can see you from a mile running at the
poppin' out
Claimin' a hustlin' 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 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 your niggas
On knees, eat up, then we treat you like skeezers
Yo, let me, let me a quick breather

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