Luyện nghe bài hát Damn I'm Cold

See when I got money I went and got a Mercedes
When I got that Bentley money I went and got Bentley
Now if you ain't help me get it tell me how to spend it
And yes I know the rules, never marry Robin
over bitches
So we call me them cheese heads
Lambo leap in pussy like them green bay
sweet look like sugar on the freeway
And I'm riding 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 that's the day that hell raised
But boys too weak like fourteen days
I'm so clean why I be
I be with Ben so much he startin' to look like me
I'm a smoke my weed I don't wanna smoke yours
And I pour four every time I
Like, was you saying bitch
If you talkin' us then you ain't talkin' bout shit!

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

I got that slab money I put the Remy on blades
When I got lac money
I the Escalade
screw on my deck
A house or two on my
A cars on my wrist
And I'm ready to wreck
We bout to this for C
So me a bottle
I'm to pop the top on em
a slab or a model
Turn it upside
And it out for my lil' bro
And me another one so I can pour out a little mo'
than osmium
Cleaner than wax
I'm slick as
my lac doors
The Franklin's you foldin'
We to stack those
you play the role
You gotta how to act, hoes!
Swingers and crank
And trunks of pain
Hangers give neck and
And with nuts and hang
It ain't a
It never was and will
I put on my life
Bun B forever

you right all right
Going at your like a fuckin' dog bites
I woke up this morning eyes half
Looked into the mirror and said damn I'm
Damn I'm and my hoe
Pimp nigga keep paying my hoe
I'm cold man I'm throwed
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, face you the chill in yo veins
Could it be from Bun B or that boy Lil'

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

It's getting brick and you starting to a breeze
And the going down
Best'a get you some
And you get you some G's
Fore you lose control
And we your whole neighborhood into the north pole

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

Ok you knew
No pussies, no rats, no Tom and show
And I woke up morning eyes half closed
Looked into the mirror like 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