Luyện nghe bài hát Damn Damn

See when I got Mercedes I went and got a Mercedes
When I got Bentley money I went and got that Bentley
Now if you ain't help me get it don't tell me how to it
And yes I the rules, never marry Robin Givens
Mozzarella bitches
So we call me them bitches cheese
Lambo leap in that pussy them green bay
Lambo sweet look sugar on the freeway
And I'm dirty cause I'm so UGK
One, two, three way four an' four eight
Nine outta' ten its an eleven or a twelve gauge
Friday the 13th that's the day that hell
But y'all boys too weak like days
I'm so why wouldn't 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 something
If you talkin' bout us you ain't talkin' bout shit!

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

When I got that slab money I put the on blades
When I got that lac
I the Escalade
screw on my deck
A house or two on my
A couple cars on my
And bitch I'm to wreck
We bout to this for C
So pass me a
I'm to pop the top on em
a slab or a model
Turn it down
And pour it out for my bro
And pass me one so I can pour out a little mo'
Fresher osmium
Cleaner wax floors
I'm slick as
my lac doors
The Franklin's you foldin'
We tryin' to those
Before you play the
You gotta how to act, hoes!
Swingers and foes
And tippin' of pain
give neck and hoes
And flip with and hang
It a thang
It never was and never
I put on my life
Bun B forever

Fuck you all right
Going at your neck like a fuckin' dog
I woke up this morning eyes closed
Looked into the and said damn I'm cold
Damn I'm and my hoe
Pimp shit nigga keep my hoe
Damn I'm cold man I'm
I said damn I'm cold, hot I'm cold

Is it the ice in the piece or the ice in the
Is it the ice in the watch or the ice in the
Or the bracelet, face you the chill in yo veins
Could it be from Bun B or that boy Wayne

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

getting brick and you starting to feel a breeze
And the temperature's going
get you some sleeves
And you get you some G's
Fore you lose control
And we turn your whole neighborhood into the pole

brr
gun brr
I am a grr
machine brr
F-U-C-K
I say I when they say freeze
Yeah!

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