Luyện nghe bài hát Boi!

1:

Boy I got so many
to get paid
Wake up
Money to be
Boppers my name
Boys my face
When I by,
Bet ya wave (hey!)
They my dougie
Fresh like
But not Fresh,
D, I'm thuggin'
And these are broadies
Got this on me
This the
Problemz Gang homie,
Catch me at the
show me love
dap me up
Haters mug
But I even trippin'
A steady pimpin'
I need ya girl boy I got so many

(Boy I got so ma- boy I got so many. (WORK))

Ayy DJ that girl song
Put that on
If ya money long
Boy you betta
x2

2: Mike Jones

Ay boy I got so ways
to get paid
24
to be made
I started off nothing
Now I'm plaque made
Back then they ain't me
Now they all up in my
I ball up in the
24s and up
my Bentley big
But girls rub
They take me home
be my cuddy buddy
So I got a day and
Like Kid
I swear she wanna me
She wanna me
I can ya' girl away from you
Boy me
But I ain't even
I said I ain't
To money on my mind to worry 'bout women (Boy)

(Boy I got so ma- boy I got so many. (WORK))

Say DJ play that song
Put song on
If ya money ain't
Boy you gone

3:

Ayy the Justo,
I got so
got dimes
But I got
When I hit the
All the say ye-ahh.
Do it one time for the mo
Justo a
Look how I'm
Hit the club with a fine brown honey

I got so many I got so many guns
I got so many hundreds you got so ones
I walk up in the club tell a hoe to me a some
And just because I'm stuntin' all the gimme numbers (huh)
Jump up in the whip the rims got so inches
I got so many hoes cause know that I'm the business

Dolla on my mind
Got ya dime Ds
Waffa five, extra Gs, taking 9 out the
'Ypnotized,
gang,
Busta
I ain't
shine
I'mma
'Till it's

Extra like a gyro
'em like a egg roll
Beat up out the
Feed 'em to the
fully auto
Shawty that good plate
Fuck around next be sleepin with a sting ray
Jump ribbon figa feeds yas to the lizard
Can you up like chicken liver
ya [?] I feed it to ya
Gucci Mane so icy
Don't that sound to ya
Wish ya would fly fuck around around with choppas (so icy)

(Boy I got so ma- boy I got so many. (WORK))

Ayy DJ play that girl
Put song on
If ya money ain't
Boy you betta

I say I got so problems,
A bitch one
So revolvers
So don't play
I got so many momma you could pull work
It's JM if you think I'm broke you're
means that you're a dummy
So say a thang
I got so homies
Young Problemz

Boy I get so hate
'Cause I'm great
Pocket of cake
Poppa play
Man her weight
the boy J
Diamonds in my
You diamonds fake
What's the dame
You boys is
Weezy wanna
Your problems billi