Luyện nghe bài hát Damn I'm Cold

See when I got Mercedes money I 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 over
So we call me them bitches heads
Lambo in that pussy like them green bay
Lambo 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 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 Frank so 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 saying something
If you talkin' bout us then you ain't bout shit!

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

I got that slab money I put the Remy on blades
When I got lac money
I the Escalade
Gotta on my deck
A house or two on my
A cars on my wrist
And I'm ready to wreck
We bout to for Pimp C
So me a bottle
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 one so I can pour out a little mo'
Fresher osmium
Cleaner than wax
I'm slick as
Swingin' my lac
The Franklin's you them
We to stack those
Before you the role
You learn how to act, hoes!
and crank foes
And tippin' trunks of
give neck and hoes
And flip with and hang
It ain't a
It never was and never
I put on my life
Bun B forever

Fuck you right all
Going at your neck like a 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 paying my hoe
Damn I'm man I'm throwed
I damn I'm cold, hot damn 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
it be from Bun B or that boy Lil' Wayne

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

getting brick and you starting to feel a breeze
And the temperature's going
Best'a get you sleeves
And you get you some G's
Fore you your control
And we turn whole neighborhood into the north pole

brr
gun brr
I am a grr
Money brr
C-O-P's
I say I know when they say
Yeah!

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