Luyện nghe bài hát Damn I'm Cold

See when I got money I went and got a Mercedes
When I got that 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, never Robin Givens
Mozzarella bitches
So we me them bitches cheese heads
Lambo leap in that pussy like them bay
sweet look like sugar on the freeway
And I'm dirty cause 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 the day that hell raised
But y'all boys too weak like days
I'm so why wouldn't 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 four every time I pour
Like, was you saying something
If you talkin' bout us you ain't talkin' bout shit!

I wake up mornin' eyes half closed
And looked in the mirror and say 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 damn I'm

When I got that money I put the Remy on blades
I got that lac money
I candied the
Gotta on my deck
A house or two on my
A cars on my wrist
And bitch I'm to wreck
We bout to this for C
So me a bottle
I'm to pop the top on em
Like a or a model
Turn it upside
And pour it out for my bro
And pass me another one so I can pour out a mo'
Fresher osmium
than wax floors
I'm slick as
Swingin' my lac
The Franklin's you them
We to stack those
Before you play the
You gotta how to act, hoes!
Swingers and foes
And tippin' trunks of
give neck and hoes
And flip nuts and hang
It ain't a
It never was and never
I put on my life
Bun B trill

Fuck you all right
at your neck like a fuckin' dog bites
I woke up this morning half closed
Looked the mirror and said damn I'm cold
I'm cold and my hoe
Pimp shit nigga keep 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 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 dang it
I swang a thang, from lane to
Yeah, its hot and you starting to feel the flame
Bun

It's getting brick and you starting to a breeze
And the temperature's down
Best'a get you some
And you get you some 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 into the mirror like damn I'm
I'm cold and my hoe
Damn I'm cold, man I'm
I say damn I'm
Hot damn I'm