Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't Got No Dough

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Bet I you a believer
Fever, you catch when you see her
Cheater, be you check your beeper 911
Never Eve stressin' for lovin'
I want none

her, two seater
Look at you nigga, actin' like you her
You run with your Henney on the rocks
You don't think I see you wiling, thirsty nigga want the
Let you for a minute 'fore I slide off
Get you mad, holla no smokey off

me, you ain't blessing me
With your '96 Rolley glistening and me
Hear me though, 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 got cash flow
Y'all know, can't buy shit
See me in the club trying to this

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

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

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

lookin' at?
Still speakin' to me you pushin' it?
Know you cat run
'Cause bitch is gonna 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 pussy stride
you could touch me, lust me
Listen up you ain't ready for the bed
Tryna to it up

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

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

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

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

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

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

When Missy flow I give fever, yo, if your bitch 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 down
On their knees, eat up, then we treat you like
Yo, let me, let me a quick breather

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