Luyện nghe bài hát Damn Damn

See when I got Mercedes money I 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 Robin Givens
Mozzarella over
So we call me bitches cheese heads
leap in that pussy like them green bay
Lambo sweet like sugar on the freeway
And I'm riding dirty I'm so UGK
One, two, way four an' four makes eight
Nine times outta' ten its an eleven or a twelve
Friday the 13th that's the day hell raised
But y'all too weak like fourteen days
I'm so why wouldn't I be
I be Ben Frank so much he startin' to look like me
I'm a smoke my cause I don't wanna smoke yours
And I pour four every I pour
Like, was you something bitch
If you talkin' bout us then you ain't bout shit!

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

When I got that slab money I put the Remy on
I got that lac money
I the Escalade
Gotta screw on my
A house or two on my
A couple on my wrist
And bitch I'm to wreck
We bout to this for 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 pass me another one so I can pour out a mo'
Fresher osmium
than wax floors
I'm slick as
Swingin' my lac
The Franklin's you them
We to stack those
Before you the role
You gotta 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 that on my
Bun B trill

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

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 feel the in yo veins
it be from Bun B or that boy Lil' Wayne

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

It's getting brick and you starting to a breeze
And the temperature's going
Best'a get you some
And you best'a get you G's
Fore you your control
And we turn whole neighborhood into the north pole

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

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