Luyện nghe bài hát Damn Damn

See when I got Mercedes money I went and got a
When I got that Bentley money I went and got that
Now if you ain't me get it don't tell me how to spend it
And yes I know the rules, never marry Robin
Mozzarella over
So we call me them bitches heads
Lambo leap in that pussy like green bay
Lambo sweet like sugar on the freeway
And I'm riding cause I'm so UGK
One, two, three way four an' four makes
Nine times ten its an eleven or a twelve gauge
Friday the 13th that's the day hell raised
But y'all boys too weak 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 weed cause I wanna smoke yours
And I pour four every I pour
Like, was you saying something
If you talkin' bout us then you ain't bout shit!

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

When I got that slab money I put the on blades
I got that lac money
I candied the
Gotta screw on my
A or two on my neck
A cars on my wrist
And bitch I'm to wreck
We to this 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 pass me one so I can pour out a little mo'
than osmium
Cleaner than wax
I'm slick as
Swingin' my lac
The you foldin' them
We to stack those
Before you play the
You gotta how to act, hoes!
and crank foes
And tippin' of pain
Hangers give neck and
And with nuts and hang
It ain't a
It was and never will
I put on my life
Bun B forever

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

Is it the ice in the piece or the ice in the
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 Bun B or that boy Lil' Wayne

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

getting brick and you starting to feel a breeze
And the going down
Best'a get you 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 when they say freeze
Yeah!

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