Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Da Man

[Verse 1 - Bow
Uh, to my ex-girlfriend on out
Now I'm with my new bitch, her spine out
up more kush, waitress pass a bottle though
Homie with a lot of niggas, a couple model hoes
I party hard like Charlie
Used to Ferraris, and
Cash money, young money,
you know i get it popping ask your lady
out the garden when I want to like Jay-Z
Right now, em, broad of hoes, filling em
em like construction sites, you know that I'm drilling them
Half these rappers soft as f-ck, I to god they aint fitting in
Me and aint green house, in Miami hit
In the buy the bar out
Stunna the cars out
Hey, where youre coming Bow? fr-fresh off the movie set
(uhhhh-ohhhh) yeah, theres check
Now these upset
Rappers twice my age done what I've done yet
I aint even done yet, this just the
Stepping out that G4, some brand new linen fresh
Yes, I'm the f-cking best
Walking through life, no regrets
Shit, I aint tripping, no, you know I be
Rico, where you buy that shit, got me wigged
Yeah, my game up, and you play
Do something and I ya
Rearrange your face, and let some guard that would repair it
I'm the best there is and the best was
Like Bret Hart, bart, with no bart
My bank account and my ethics, thats what setting us apart
Heat game, courtside, me and all my
em out, hands clean, my body guards talk triggers
My on diamonds, your paper on midgets
F-ck all my who tend to be telling me
Shit, begging me, screaming with there out
But I get no hand out, put me in a room and watch me stand out

[Verse 2 - Chris
look, BBC on my head, f-ck a nigga, act like a grown up
Everybody you're a pussy, little nigga get your soul up
Niggas say they friends, bow wizzle, thats a real nigga
And I'm to go in, time to kill niggas
Yall wanna talk naked pics
Here, you can shake my hand, you can shake my
june swang low, and my dick hit the when I take a piss
I'm porno, then I'm outy five, doggy hit the uh
I'm blowing like four O's
Yeah, in the with four hoes
mix a Nuvo with the no doughs
See, gotta pull a all nighter, paper planes, got em high like a sky
Yeah and now im fucking with em hood
Red and blue nigga, r&b, so whats nigga
I'm out of line, yup yup, cause I should,
Try to swing, I dare you, I wish you would
Wow, let me down
All suckers mad cause I took they shine now
I'm at the top now, aint to climb down
You need to give it up, aint 'bout to whine

3 - Bow Wow]
Why all up in my B.I
Kush and O, I ya
Nowadays so stressed out, cause this business will ya
We get it, paper, fuck haters, fuck blogs
Fuck yall, standing tall, retaliation, sit on
Chris is the prince of RnB, me prince of hip hop
We got it on lock, and we on tour, thats more
Counting money when I get
Tatted up a mother fuck
Swear to God its too
Yeah, my and wrist freezing
Wizzle or just Bow
You already nigga, shout out to the O nigga
You know I be
Smoke cause of depression, there aint no question
Get rappers in the business, put me in to test it

I'm the man in bitch
Fuck a flow at least a hundred band in this
I'm the man in bitch
Bout to blow at least a hundred in this bitch