Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Fresh

I say gentlemen, ladies, bad ass, out of control
It's the return of the bad ass perm pimp ya
Ya boy Fr-Fr-Fresh,
Fr-Fr-Fresh, ay

it's the king of the trill, I'm top of the line
My paint is on drip, my rims is on
My seats reclined, cherry oak is grip
With C to blow, and rain to sip

Now straight up off the rip, I'm boys know
I've been a bitch, don't plan to be a hoe
So if you got plex, you better keep it low
I it to your chest, soon as you hit the do'

You me as a pro, respect me as a vet
I put it befo', you ain't seen nothing yet
My candy still glossy, my 4's flossy
My rocks real icey, I'm looking bossy

And real saucy, it's time to get it crunk
Now me pop it fly, just like I'm popping trunk
The leader of the pack, the of the show
Bun is in the building, you already know

I'm Fresh, new
Every time, I come through
Hoe at my wrist, my neck
I just me a fat ass check, hoe

I'm the man, a wimp
If you get ahead, get a pimp
boy shoes, big rings
And bad bitches say my name, hoe

Bitch you wanna roll with a pimp, then it on your mind
It's all about bread, so you gon' have to grind
I gotta on shine, so you know what that means
You gotta hit that track, and bring me that green

daddy need his ice, and daddy need his chain
We gotta it G, so rec' him as the game
A hoe need a pimp, a pimp a hoe
And tricks need us both, so go get that do'

In case you know, I haven't been told
But on the corner, and it's as good as sold
It's on the prowl, so stay out on that stroll
'Cause I'ma sell cot, and you gon' sell your soul

My pimping way too cold, but it's gon' me warm
With minks up on my back, and rocks up in my
So ring the alarm, and tell 'em I've arrived
The greatest ever born, that's or alive

I'm Fresh, new
time, that I come through
Hoe at my wrist, my neck
I bust me a fat ass check, hoe

I'm the man, a wimp
If you get ahead, get a pimp
boy shoes, big rings
And bad bitches say my name, hoe

Bitch you know that the click, and UGK's the fam
It's middle fingers up, we don't give a damn
Them Caddy do's slam, that top gon'
Them 4's gon' tip, blades gon' chop

Them deuces get chunked, them gon' fall
It's holding, so we gon' ball
And slabs crawl, them 3's gon' swang
That gon' shine, that trunk gon' bang

And king, from P.A.T
I my dog, so free Pimp C
And I'ma hold it down, and rep for my
To keep us on the map, so he can get green

I work the beam, electronic scale
Even a baby bottle, whatever get mail
So Mannie tell 'em, the motherfucking real
Why Bun coulda be, so trill

I'm Fresh, new
Every time, that I come
Hoe look at my wrist, my
I just me a fat ass check, hoe

I'm the man, a wimp
If you wanna get ahead, get a
boy shoes, big rings
And only bad say my name, hoe

I'm Fresh, new
Every time, that I through
Hoe look at my wrist, my
I bust me a fat ass check, hoe

I'm the man, a wimp
If you wanna get ahead, get a
boy shoes, big rings
And only bad say my name, hoe