Luyện nghe bài hát Damn I'm Cold

See when I got Mercedes money I and got a Mercedes
When I got that Bentley I went and got that Bentley
Now if you ain't help me get it tell me how to spend it
And yes I know the rules, never Robin Givens
Mozzarella over
So we call me bitches cheese heads
Lambo leap in that pussy like green bay
Lambo sweet look like on the freeway
And I'm riding cause 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 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 cause I don't smoke yours
And I four every time I pour
Like, was you saying something
If you talkin' bout us then you talkin' bout shit!

I wake up this mornin' half closed
And in the mirror 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 I'm cold
Hot I'm cold

When I got slab money I put the Remy on blades
I got that lac money
I candied the
screw 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 pass me a
I'm to pop the top on em
a slab or a model
Turn it upside
And it out for my lil' bro
And pass me another one so I can pour out a mo'
Fresher osmium
Cleaner than wax
I'm slick as
Swingin' my lac
The you foldin' them
We to stack those
you play the role
You gotta how to act, hoes!
Swingers and crank
And trunks of pain
Hangers give and hoes
And flip with nuts and
It a thang
It was and never will
I put on my life
Bun B trill

Fuck you all right
Going at your neck like a fuckin' dog
I woke up this morning eyes half
Looked into the 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, face you feel the in yo veins
Could it be from Bun B or boy Lil' Wayne

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

getting brick and you starting to feel a breeze
And the temperature's going
get you some 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
machine 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 morning half closed
Looked the mirror like damn I'm cold
I'm cold and my hoe
Damn I'm cold, man I'm
I say I'm cold
Hot I'm cold