Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Cha Get Mad

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

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

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

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

I asked her 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 for that cap an' a bank for that butt

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

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

Don't cha, don't cha get mad 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 braggin' on but I deserve this, miss

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

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

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

Hey, you put that money in my hand
I was born to be a mack, not yo' fuckin' man
You mad 'coz I hit cha, ho, me an' her cha dough
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 every time I hit Memphis

Don't cha, 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 swerve an' I
I braggin' on myself but I deserve this, miss

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