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 your beeper 911
Eve stressin' for your lovin'
I don't none

Peep her, two
Look at you nigga, actin' like you 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 'fore I slide off
Get you mad, holla no smokey off

me, you ain't blessing 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 dough and I'm here to let you
My time is priceless, so if you iceless, girl 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 this

Ain't got no
ass niggas ain't got cash flow
Y'all know, y'all can't buy
See me in the club to impress 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
Keep 'em in the club
Hoochies y'all don't know

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

lookin' at?
Still to me think you pushin' it?
Know you cat run
'Cause this is gonna bite
I don't light the fire, grab it, choke it, it down
Ride it ruff

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

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

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

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

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

See they like it when I talk
Dough stack, cut backs, we don't that
but you flaunt that
Somethin' whatcha want,
Cheap stack, that
Fake money nigga, thug

We don't that, what's that all about
I can see you from a running at the mouth
poppin' out
Claimin' you's a type of nigga, cut it out
You's an average 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 wild of cheetahs
Yo, I let bitches see I'm off the meter, heater
Me and Eve give ya seizures, know I put your down
On their knees, eat up, then we you like skeezers
Yo, let me, let me take a breather

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