Luyện nghe bài hát Damn I'm Cold

See when I got money I went and got a Mercedes
When I got that Bentley I went and got that Bentley
Now if you ain't help me get it don't me how to spend it
And yes I know the rules, marry Robin Givens
over bitches
So we call me them bitches cheese
Lambo leap in that pussy like them bay
Lambo look like sugar on the freeway
And I'm riding dirty I'm so UGK
One, two, three way four an' makes eight
Nine times outta' ten its an eleven or a gauge
Friday the 13th that's the day that raised
But y'all boys too like fourteen days
I'm so why wouldn't I be
I be with Ben Frank so much he startin' to look me
I'm a smoke my weed I don't wanna smoke yours
And I pour four time I pour
Like, was you something 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
Damn I'm and my hoes
Pimp shit nigga keep my hoes
Damn I'm cold man I'm
I say damn I'm
Hot damn I'm

I got that slab money I put the Remy on blades
When I got that lac
I candied the
Gotta on my deck
A house or two on my
A cars on my wrist
And I'm ready to wreck
We to this 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 me another one so I can pour out a little mo'
Fresher than
than wax floors
I'm as aluminum
my lac doors
The Franklin's you foldin'
We to stack those
Before you the role
You gotta how to act, hoes!
Swingers and foes
And tippin' trunks of
Hangers neck and hoes
And flip with nuts and
It a thang
It never was and will
I put that on my
Bun B trill

Fuck you all right
at your neck like a fuckin' dog bites
I woke up morning eyes half 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 cold man I'm
I damn 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 watch or the ice in the
Or the bracelet, you feel the chill in yo veins
Could it be from Bun B or that boy Lil'

Or could it be the on them thangs
Got on a couple gold 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 temperature's going
Best'a get you some
And you get you some G's
Fore you your control
And we turn your whole neighborhood into the north

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

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