Luyện nghe bài hát Damn Damn

See I got Mercedes money I went and got a Mercedes
When I got Bentley money I went and got that Bentley
Now if you help me get it don't tell me how to spend it
And yes I know the rules, marry Robin Givens
Mozzarella bitches
So we call me them bitches heads
Lambo leap in that pussy like them bay
sweet look like sugar on the freeway
And I'm riding dirty I'm so UGK
One, two, three way four an' four eight
Nine times outta' ten its an eleven or a gauge
the 13th that's the day that hell raised
But y'all boys too weak like fourteen
I'm so clean why I be
I be Ben Frank so much he startin' to look like me
I'm a my weed cause I don't wanna smoke yours
And I pour every time I pour
Like, was you something bitch
If you talkin' bout us then you ain't bout shit!

I up this mornin' eyes 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 cold man I'm
I say damn I'm
Hot damn I'm

When I got that slab money I put the Remy on
When I got lac money
I candied the
screw on my deck
A house or two on my
A couple cars on my
And I'm ready to wreck
We bout to this for C
So pass me a
I'm to pop the top on em
a slab or a model
Turn it upside
And pour it out for my bro
And pass me one so I can pour out a little mo'
Fresher than
Cleaner wax floors
I'm as aluminum
Swingin' my lac
The Franklin's you them
We tryin' to stack
you play the role
You learn how to act, hoes!
and crank foes
And trunks of pain
give neck and hoes
And with nuts and hang
It ain't a
It was and never will
I put on my life
Bun B trill

Fuck you right all
Going at your like a fuckin' dog bites
I woke up this morning eyes closed
into the mirror and said damn I'm cold
Damn I'm and my hoe
Pimp shit nigga paying 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 or the ice in the rings?
Or the bracelet, face you feel the chill in yo
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, from lane to
Yeah, its getting hot and you starting to the flame
Bun

It's getting and you starting to feel a breeze
And the going down
Best'a get you sleeves
And you best'a get you G's
you lose your control
And we turn your whole neighborhood into the north

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

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