Luyện nghe bài hát Damn Damn

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

I wake up this mornin' half closed
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 on blades
When I got lac money
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 for Pimp C
So pass me a
I'm to pop the top on em
Like a or a model
it upside down
And pour it out for my bro
And pass me another one so I can out a little mo'
than osmium
Cleaner wax floors
I'm slick as
Swingin' my lac
The Franklin's you them
We tryin' to those
Before you the role
You gotta how to act, hoes!
Swingers and foes
And trunks of pain
Hangers give neck and
And with nuts and hang
It ain't a
It never was and will
I put that on my
Bun B forever

Fuck you all right
at your neck like a fuckin' dog bites
I woke up this eyes half closed
Looked into the mirror and said I'm cold
I'm cold and my hoe
Pimp shit nigga 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 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 chill in yo
Could it be from Bun B or 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 getting hot and you starting to feel the
Bun

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

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

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