Luyện nghe bài hát Damn Damn

See when I got money I went and got a Mercedes
When I got that Bentley money I and got that Bentley
Now if you ain't help me get it tell me how to spend it
And yes I know the rules, never marry Givens
Mozzarella bitches
So we me them bitches cheese heads
Lambo in that pussy like them green bay
Lambo sweet look sugar on the freeway
And I'm riding cause I'm so UGK
One, two, three way an' four makes eight
Nine times outta' ten its an eleven or a 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 smoke my weed cause I wanna smoke yours
And I pour four every time I
Like, was you saying bitch
If you talkin' bout us then you talkin' bout shit!

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

When I got slab money I put the Remy on blades
I got that lac money
I the Escalade
screw on my deck
A house or two on my
A couple cars on my
And bitch I'm ready to
We bout to for Pimp C
So me a bottle
I'm to pop the top on em
Like a or a model
it upside down
And pour it out for my bro
And pass me another one so I can out a little mo'
than osmium
Cleaner than wax
I'm as aluminum
my lac doors
The Franklin's you them
We tryin' to stack
you play the role
You learn how to act, hoes!
Swingers and foes
And tippin' trunks of
Hangers give and hoes
And flip with and hang
It a thang
It was and never will
I put on my life
Bun B trill

Fuck you right all
Going at your neck like a fuckin' dog
I woke up morning eyes half closed
Looked into the mirror and said damn I'm
I'm cold and my hoe
Pimp shit 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, you feel the chill in yo veins
Could it be from Bun B or that boy Wayne

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

It's getting and you starting to feel a breeze
And the going down
get you some sleeves
And you get you some G's
Fore you lose your
And we your whole neighborhood into the north pole

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

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