Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle

We got green stuff, Big Tite
Lil' Flip the Leprechaun, Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in y'all

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

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

Open 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' to last, than your daddy in the bank

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

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

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

I'm swanging 4's and thoed
Banging hoes and changing
Smoking dro and doing
Paper stack can fold

I the car and I bought the house
I represent the Dirty
Got more syrup than Waffle
Run through hoes like Marshall

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

I'm sitting on Dubs, kinda a blank tape
You see them rocks in my teeth, ain't of 'em fake
Give me a break, you I'm lying or something
I'm at the with your hoe and she buying me something
I'm a young pimp, with a 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 cash
All y'all haters can our ass

Too much money, too cash
All y'all haters can our ass
We got too much money, too much
All y'all 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 that thang in the
We throw Crys in the air and watch it fall

me ball, as the Dub spin like a top
I got crunk I stopped, and made my pop trunk wop
Girls bop, automatic 'cause I'm top of the
I cut my past six and I raise the top of your spine

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

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

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

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