Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Fresh

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

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

Now straight up off the rip, I'm letting know
I've never a bitch, don't plan to be a hoe
So if you got some plex, you better 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 glossy, my 4's still flossy
My rocks icey, I'm looking kinda bossy

And feeling real saucy, it's to get it crunk
Now watch me pop it fly, like I'm popping trunk
The leader of the pack, the star of the
When Bun is in the building, you already

I'm Fresh, new
time, that I come 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
Dope boy shoes, big
And bad bitches say my name, hoe

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

'Cause daddy need his ice, and daddy need his
We gotta keep it G, so him as the game
A hoe need a pimp, a pimp a hoe
And need us both, so let's go get that do'

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

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

I'm Fresh, new
Every time, that I through
Hoe at my wrist, my neck
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

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

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

And underground king, P.A.T
I miss my dog, so free C
And hold it down, and rep for my team
To keep us on the map, so he can get that

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

I'm Fresh, new
Every time, that I come
Hoe at my wrist, my neck
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 bad bitches say my name, hoe

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
Dope boy shoes, big
And only bad say my name, hoe