Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle

We got that green stuff, Big
Lil' Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss
Fin to put it all in face

I got too much money, too much
I a new Lac and put it on chrome
touching my stash
Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue
22 that, pounds of dro I blew that

You should of knew that, the Slim gon shine
My ear rings a dime, I read Rolex Times
I'm top of the line, you can tell I open my mouth
I bet nobody got mo' princess cut teeth, the Boss

your mouth up you lost, I'm blinding these boys
I'm joining rocks in blocks, in candy blue toys
Talking noise, 'cause I ain't old to drank
But I got mo' cash to last, your daddy in the bank

I'm top rank, Thug gon talk the talk
Walk the walk, we can bet ball for
We some paid G's, with too much cash
Too flow and do', talking too much trash, ha

Too much money, too much
All y'all can kiss our ass
We got too money, too much cash
All y'all can kiss our ass

Too much money, too cash
All y'all haters can our ass
We got too much money, too cash
All y'all haters can our ass

Too much money is I got
Scarface I rap a lot
S-Type Jag off the lot
Believe me dog I'm hot

I'm swanging 4's and thoed
hoes and changing clothes
Smoking dro and doing
stack can never fold

I bought the car and I bought the
I the Dirty South
Got syrup than Waffle House
Run hoes like Marshall Faulk

I talk the and walk the walk, 'cause nigga I'm a G
Lil Flip is who I be, I know your gal me
'Cause I wear a Roley, that look a snowman
And I push a Jag, you just see it man

I'm sitting on Dubs, kinda a blank tape
You see them in my teeth, ain't none of 'em fake
Give me a break, you I'm lying or something
I'm at the mall your hoe and she buying me something
I'm a young pimp, a whole lot of cash
And y'all haters, y'all can our ass

Too much money, too cash
All y'all haters can our ass
We got too much money, too much
All haters can kiss our ass

Too much money, too cash
All y'all can kiss our ass
We got too money, too much cash
All haters can kiss our ass

I got too M O N E Y
I S E E, I B U Y
Pull a Bentley off the lot and ran thang in the wall
We throw Crys in the air laugh and it fall

Watch me ball, as the Dub spin a top
I got crunk when I stopped, and my pop trunk wop
Girls bop, 'cause I'm top of the line
I cut my beep past six and I raise the top of your

I'ma shine, Sucka Free, Boss in a row
You can me fresh and braided or rugged and fro
You see the Spre's on the car, I bet you my people like the
When girls see Tite, Flip and they say pulling cameras out

Damn I'm hot, when I hit the club I'm to line to the bar
And for the hundred people, I'm insuring they car
your star, 'cause nigga my piece attracting your car
We got too green and that's real by far

Too money, too much cash
All y'all can kiss our ass
We got too much money, too much
All y'all haters can our ass

Too much money, too much
All y'all haters can our ass
We got too money, too much cash
All y'all haters can our ass