Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Cha Get Mad

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

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

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

I up clean in my black fuckin' truck
My still spinnin' so you know I'm cuttin' up
I'm ridin' down the street, nothin' but us
I spotted me a freak, she was 'bout to catch a

I asked her what's her name, baby, it be love
But you ya boy don't fuck wit nothin' but sluts
The ones that make money an' stack bucks
A bank for that cap an' a for that butt

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey, you better put that in my hand
I was born to be a mack, not yo' muh' 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, infra red, no
I dollars an' pop collars for a livin'
I'm at Pressure World time I hit Memphis

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

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