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 about the money that I spent up

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 that I spent up

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

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

And I'm committed, although I'm forgettin'
Sometimes while hittin' it ,different names slip
If I wit a chick, check me miss
Your complexion switched, you been on trips

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

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

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

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

Even though them kids ain't mine, let 'em call me
I deserve them dollars, trip to the Bahamas and rotten
I washed clothes, put up wit your hoes
messed up yo dough, put the G in ya glow

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

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

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

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

Boy money ain't everything, minus the ring
Frequent Coach, mink, coats, cruises on ships and
I gave you way more, can't 'bout all your bulls
Since day one it was it never was yours

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

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

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

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