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 your 911
Never Eve stressin' for lovin'
I want none

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

Stressing me, you ain't me
With your '96 glistening and impressing me
me though, want a job need a resume, ready though
'Cause my is like Presume
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 ain't got flow
Y'all know, y'all can't buy
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 trying 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
Keep 'em leaning in the
Hoochies screaming y'all don't

Hear me, follow me
Daddy licking out tongue, wanna swallow me
Wanna pile on me, put no smile on me
Better stop
Wanna see me for your chips
Bet I doubt

Whatcha at?
Still speakin' to me think you it?
you pussy cat run
'Cause this is gonna bite
I don't light the fire, grab it, 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 pawn
Wishin' you touch me, lust me
Listen up daddy you ready for the bed
to give it up

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

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

Yo, yo, got beats locked
Every time I drop, hot
not and it don't stop
This bitch top
Ya'll watching
Play the baby while your team keep flockin'

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

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

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

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

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