Luyện nghe bài hát Damn Damn

See when I got money I went and got a Mercedes
When I got Bentley money I went and got that Bentley
Now if you ain't me get it don't tell me how to spend it
And yes I know the rules, never marry Givens
Mozzarella over
So we call me them bitches cheese
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, way four an' four makes eight
Nine outta' ten its an eleven or a twelve gauge
Friday the 13th the day that hell raised
But y'all too weak like fourteen days
I'm so clean why I be
I be with Ben 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 time I
Like, was you saying something
If you bout us then you ain't talkin' bout shit!

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

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

Fuck you all right
at your neck like a fuckin' dog bites
I woke up morning eyes half closed
Looked 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 damn I'm cold, hot I'm cold

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 the chill in yo veins
Could it be from Bun B or that boy Lil'

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

It's getting brick and you starting to a breeze
And the temperature's going
get you some sleeves
And you get you some G's
Fore you your control
And we turn your 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 show
And I woke up morning eyes half closed
Looked into the mirror damn I'm cold
Damn I'm and my hoe
Damn I'm cold, man I'm
I say I'm cold
Hot damn I'm