Luyện nghe bài hát Damn Damn

See when I got Mercedes I went and got a Mercedes
When I got that money I went and got that Bentley
Now if you help me get it don't tell me how to spend it
And yes I know the rules, never Robin Givens
Mozzarella bitches
So we call me bitches cheese heads
Lambo leap in that like them green bay
Lambo look like sugar on the freeway
And I'm riding dirty I'm so UGK
One, two, three way an' four makes eight
Nine outta' ten its an eleven or a twelve gauge
Friday the 13th the day that hell raised
But y'all boys too like fourteen days
I'm so clean why I be
I be with Ben Frank so much he startin' to like me
I'm a my weed cause I don't wanna smoke yours
And I pour every time I pour
Like, was you saying bitch
If you talkin' bout us then you talkin' bout shit!

I wake up this mornin' half closed
And looked in the mirror and say I'm cold
Damn I'm cold and my
Pimp nigga keep payin' my hoes
I'm cold man I'm cold
I say I'm cold
Hot damn I'm

I got that slab money I put the Remy on blades
When I got that lac
I candied the
Gotta screw on my
A or two on my neck
A cars on my wrist
And bitch I'm ready to
We bout to for Pimp C
So me a bottle
I'm to pop the top on em
a slab or a model
Turn it down
And it out for my lil' bro
And me another one so I can pour out a little mo'
than osmium
Cleaner wax floors
I'm slick as
my lac doors
The Franklin's you foldin'
We tryin' to stack
you play the role
You gotta how to act, hoes!
Swingers and foes
And tippin' trunks of
Hangers neck and hoes
And flip with nuts and
It a thang
It never was and never
I put that on my
Bun B trill

Fuck you right all
Going at your neck like a dog bites
I up this morning eyes half closed
Looked into the mirror and damn I'm cold
I'm cold and my hoe
Pimp nigga keep paying my hoe
I'm cold man I'm throwed
I said I'm cold, hot damn I'm cold

Is it the ice in the or the ice in the chains?
Is it the ice in the or the ice in the rings?
Or the bracelet, face you feel the in yo veins
Could it be from Bun B or that boy Lil'

Or could it be the two-seater on thangs
Got on a couple gold chains so dang it
I swang a thang, lane to lane
Yeah, its getting hot and you starting to the flame
Bun

It's getting brick and you starting to feel a
And the going down
Best'a get you sleeves
And you best'a get you G's
Fore you lose your
And we turn your whole neighborhood into the pole

brr
gun brr
I am a grr
Money brr
C-O-P's
I say I when they say freeze
Yeah!

Ok you knew
No pussies, no rats, no Tom and Jerry
And I woke up this morning eyes half
Looked into the mirror like damn I'm
I'm cold and my hoe
Damn I'm cold, man I'm
I say I'm cold
Hot damn I'm