Luyện nghe bài hát Damn Damn

See when I got Mercedes money I 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, marry Robin Givens
Mozzarella bitches
So we call me them bitches heads
Lambo in that pussy like them green bay
sweet look like sugar on the freeway
And I'm riding cause I'm so UGK
One, two, three way four an' makes eight
Nine times outta' ten its an eleven or a gauge
the 13th that's the day that hell raised
But boys too weak 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 I don't wanna smoke yours
And I four every time I pour
Like, was you saying something
If you talkin' bout us then you talkin' bout shit!

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

When I got that slab I put the Remy on blades
When I got lac money
I candied the
screw on my deck
A house or two on my
A couple on my wrist
And bitch I'm ready to
We bout to for Pimp C
So pass me a
I'm to pop the top on em
Like a slab or a
it upside down
And it out for my lil' bro
And pass me another one so I can pour out a 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!
and crank foes
And trunks of pain
Hangers neck and hoes
And flip nuts and hang
It ain't a
It never was and never
I put that on my
Bun B forever

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

Is it the ice in the or the ice in the chains?
Is it the ice in the watch or the ice in the
Or the bracelet, face you feel the chill in yo
Could it be Bun B or that boy Lil' Wayne

Or it be the two-seater on them thangs
Got on a couple gold chains so it dang
I swang a thang, from lane to
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
get you some sleeves
And you best'a get you G's
Fore you your control
And we turn your neighborhood into the north pole

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

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