Luyện nghe bài hát Damn Damn

See I got Mercedes money I went and got a Mercedes
When I got that Bentley money I and got that Bentley
Now if you help me get it don't tell me how to spend it
And yes I the rules, never marry Robin Givens
Mozzarella over
So we call me them bitches heads
Lambo leap in that like them green bay
Lambo sweet look sugar on the freeway
And I'm riding cause I'm so UGK
One, two, three way an' four makes eight
Nine outta' ten its an eleven or a twelve gauge
Friday the that's the day that hell raised
But y'all too weak like fourteen days
I'm so clean why I be
I be with Ben Frank so he startin' to look like me
I'm a smoke my weed cause I don't wanna yours
And I pour four every I pour
Like, was you saying bitch
If you bout us then you ain't talkin' bout shit!

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

I got that slab money I put the Remy on blades
When I got lac money
I the Escalade
screw on my deck
A or two on my neck
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 slab or a
Turn it upside
And pour it out for my bro
And pass me one so I can pour out a little mo'
Fresher than
than wax floors
I'm slick as
my lac doors
The Franklin's you foldin'
We tryin' to stack
Before you the role
You learn how to act, hoes!
Swingers and foes
And tippin' of pain
Hangers give neck and
And flip nuts and hang
It a thang
It never was and never
I put that on my
Bun B forever

Fuck you right all
Going at your neck like a fuckin' dog
I woke up this eyes 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 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 or the ice in the rings?
Or the bracelet, you feel the chill in yo veins
Could it be from Bun B or that boy Wayne

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

It's getting brick and you starting to feel a
And the temperature's going
Best'a get you some
And you best'a get you G's
you lose your control
And we turn your whole neighborhood 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 Jerry
And I woke up this 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 damn I'm
Hot I'm cold