Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Damn (Clipse)

[Intro -
Malice we to hot
New please
c'mon!

[Chorus -
Hot Damn, its a new day
Hot Damn, but them boys the (money man)
hooooo,
hooooo, Hot

[Verse 1 -
My how the grow?
From low into homes
To of his own
No catching up he's in a nother zone
Still to his roots
Stay to the chrome
stay clear of him
Ya'll in cheer for him
Got up out the game and came
Lets it for him
Keep a new toy so I wonder how
Im not life im reliving my childhood
Big monster, whip game bonkers
truck remind him of tonka
Diamond M colour plush gold still
My is in the mills,
and I aint stutter
Bitter sweet, my lifes a
holding nose to roles gold
The lords
Before him im to shame to my face
But shes so mean can't but to fall off the race

[Chorus -
Hot Damn, its a new day
Hot Damn, but them want the (money man)

[Verse 2 -
Hot Damn, the white hit the pen it
and it tumbles, it
and it fumbles, I
Mix it gumbo, I
it so suttle, I
Keep hustle so pother feds I got'em (wondering)
What to that boy?
Six maneuver, how to into that toy
Is it the pimp the a hustler thing?
The man the music the making the
Constantly by me
A million men marching Calling them the king kong
The verse making the sing
My hearts on the
ya'll basically just my opinion
The bars the sun shines on them
But you gotta watch the phonies
Watch homies, we (*gunshots) got you homie

- Pharrel]
Hot Damn, its a new day
Hot Damn, but them boys the (money man)

[Verse 3 - T]
Ugh... Handle the rock like other
Wrist over the stove, head the cubbard
In the kitchen 'til the make me feel smothered
The way it melt fiends believe its not butter
The way it melt he cop from non-other
The he who hoes O's like crispy oven
Or bake, pink D.V's make
The presidential look like strawberry
P?

Imagine that royals royce it
we unscratched in, that billionaire club fashion, ugh
You is clones,
I hand out styles ice cream cones
get the fuck here

T]
Thats for real, my is real
SL5 is looking the batmobile
Chrome lips the matching wheel, ugh
Both chains match a deal
Ya'll dudes is a act for

[Chorus -
Hot Damn, its a new day
Hot Damn, but them want the (money man)

[Verse 4 - P. Coldchain]
You either salute deaf cause you at
Thats what a old G me
That was the exact I decided to take a pact
And if you owed me and if I to take it back
It wasn't nicely expect to put you back in place
Im what you call a war path
It will be shell showers in forcast
You a gangsta? I tell
Your diamonds don't blimmen when the hit it
Those arn't genuine, because if it was
I'm nice with it, I would have been that
That skin in your pocket i would have been shook that
And this you gotta watch it, im here to warn ya
Cats turn informa, over snow wrapped and
My sons' crying dont give me no slack
put the mutherfucking money in the bag
These words have been said as I hide behind glove and
not your typical crook
Im being watched, look at the linens in the bush

[Chorus -
Hot Damn, its a new day
Hot Damn, but them boys the (money man)
hooooo,
hooooo, Hot