Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Cha Get Mad

You know we gotta do one for all niggaz
Out sideline hatin', y'knowhat I'm sayin'?
get mad 'coz a nigga straight up
Out the paint or the car lot or what not

mean on the scene wit a pocket full of green
Y'knowhat I'm sayin'? An' any one of y'all think
A gon' give 'em somethin', I can't give ya shit
But this dick in ya mouth an' ya muthafuckin' hole

An' you gotta me somethin' for that, ho'
'Coz I ain't for free,
Pay what cha muthafuckin'

I pull up clean in my fuckin' truck
My rims still spinnin' so you I'm cuttin' up
I'm ridin' down the street, bumpin' but us
I spotted me a freak, she was 'bout to a buzz

I her what's her name, baby, it could be love
But you know ya boy fuck wit nothin' but sluts
The ones that make an' stack them bucks
A bank for that cap an' a for that butt

Nigga, tell yo' gal she can suck on this big ol' dick
An' won't be up 'bout it if she pay her rent to a pimp
An' in the eyes she can be legit, be my bitch
at the shake jaunt she gotta work a trick, get the grip

An' never no back talkin' 'coz I her jack, backhand slap
She come up short wit money, baby, I snap wit a strap
She gotta let hoes know who the shit runnin' this
An' you just might have to throw blows
Take a hit wit the

Don't cha, don't cha get mad when I an' I twist
Ridin', ridin' yo' block, I got my charm out the window
Don't cha get mad I swerve an' I twist
I braggin' on myself but I deserve this, miss

Don't cha get mad when I swerve an' I
Ridin', ridin' down yo' block, I got my charm out the
cha get mad when I swerve an' I twist
I ain't braggin' on myself but I deserve this,

I'm swervin', I'm twistin' from side to
I got that right on my side
Them 20 vogues wit the yellow stripes
A 'rillo rolled up wit some of light

The 360 turn on the fold screens
Turn it all the way around an' watch it from the seat
The knock in the back, get the trunk on
Them flockin' to my whip thick like cattle

Hey, you better put money in my hand
I was to be a mack, not yo' muh' fuckin' man
You mad 'coz I hit cha, ho, me an' her split cha
Why you actin' surprised, I know you heard this before?

Me an' Quint, pushin' 'Vettes, smokin' 'dro, no
One tech, two glocks, red, no vests
I clock an' pop collars for a livin'
I'm at Pressure World time I hit Memphis

cha, don't cha get mad when I swerve an' I twist
Ridin', ridin' down yo' block, I got my out the window
cha get mad when I swerve an' I twist
I braggin' on myself but I deserve this, miss

cha get mad when I swerve an' I twist
Ridin', down yo' block, I got my charm out the window
Don't cha get mad when I an' I twist
I ain't on myself but I deserve this, miss