Luyện nghe bài hát Ching Ching

Ba da, ba ba, ching, ching,ching
Ba da, ba ba ba, ching,
about the money that I spent up today?
Ba da, ba ba, ching, ching,
Ba da, ba ba ba, ching,
What the money that I spent up today?

Ba da, ba ba, ching, ching,
Ba da, ba ba ba, ching,
What about the money I spent up today?
Ba da, ba ba, ching, ching,
Ba da, ba ba ba, ching,
about the money that I spent up today?

Tim took you from ghetto to class, how to hold glass
To Fendi's to bags, for holdin' cash
was seein' you pass, like right through the drapes
I you the private, ounce wit the gates

Thinkin' that stuff make me faint, just whistle real
Cougars in the grass, same cat on your Jag
Why your keepin' tabs, and callin' me for
It cost minute and you know I'm on tour

And I'm deeply committed, I'm forgettin'
Sometimes hittin' it ,different names would slip
If I been wit a chick, me miss
Your complexion switched, honey you been on

But you appreciate this, till your back in the Jetta
No iceberg you own, Angelica's sweaters
If the steaks ain't T-Bone, you properly fed
Hun is bet burgers, no cheese on the bread
And I say

What about my ching, ching,
What my bling, bling ,bling?
about the money that I spent up today?
What his ching, ching, ching?
What about his bling, bling,
What his money that I spent up today?

about my ching, ching, ching?
What about my bling, bling,
What about the money that I up today?
What about his ching, ching,
What his bling, bling, bling?
What about his money that I spent up

Boy you act like I need ya, came down wit
Ran to y'alls in the meters, nuttin' but hate in us
Now you come poppin' shit, nigga I made you rich
you to Cris, flipped and secured your bricks

Even though them kids ain't mine, let 'em me mami
I deserve dollars, trip to the Bahamas and Porsche rotten
I washed clothes, put up wit your hoes
Never up yo dough, put the G in ya glow

So what you sweatin' me fo', I promoted tours
I was poppin' them fours, run in and outta stores
I cleaned up your spot, poured brandy and scotch
Razor to the rocks, even lied to the cops

Played your and your mother, cousin, sister and brother
Accountant and lover, I'm through dealin' wit suckers
and lockin' the door, bout to settle the score
You wastin' my time, boy, but about mine boy

What about your ching, ching,
about your bling, bling, bling?
So what you spent up all your money
What your ching, ching, ching?
about your bling, bling, bling?
So what you spent up all your money

about your ching, ching, ching?
What about your bling, bling,
So what you spent up all your today?
What your ching, ching, ching?
What about your bling, bling,
So what you spent up all your today?

Boy ain't everything, married minus the ring
Coach, mink, coats, cruises on ships and boats
I you way more, can't there 'bout all your bulls
Since day one it was ours it never was

Uh, look at the bigger picture, study the ghetto
Held your back you was broke frontin' 'cuz now you richer
No in that there, Ms. Jade is everywhere
Enough I'm through, my lawyer will be callin' you

All this that he's spendin', you owe me everything
I wanna tell him not his money, he tell me to go away, baby
Wish he'd give me a chance to show him that I'm alive
I'm be there and you need peace and tender all up in his life
Yeah, yeah,

What my ching, ching, ching?
What about my bling, bling,
What the money that I spent up today?
What about my ching, ching,
What about my bling, bling,
What about the money I spent up today?

What my ching, ching, ching?
What about my bling, bling,
What about the money that I spent up
What my ching, ching, ching?
about my bling, bling, bling?
What about the money I spent up today?