Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Benz

I wanna Benz, I look good with my friends
I my money, that don't ever end
I wanna blow some bands, and still have bands
I wanna be the man
Bitch, I wanna Benz, I wanna look good my friends
I need my money, don't ever end
I wanna blow bands, and still have some bands
I wanna be the man

Tens, twenties, fifties,
Bitch, I'm YG 400
Tens, twenties, fifties,
Bitch, I'm YG 400

I a four door Benz that fit all my friends
So I could up on a bitch and tell her "bitch, get in"
Bitch, I want the crib, know where I live
'Cause that's I hide all my shit
Diamonds on my wrist, on my neck and other
Goddamn, look at
Oh, she want a kid? She wanna when I dip
Damn, bitch, let me
I wanna be a baller, hit the mall, it all up
ten G's, ring it all up
Hit the strip club, we a mess, she clean it all up
Chyna, clean it all up
I do it I can, African American
They wanted us to have bands
Do you hear I'm saying?
was not in they plan
But now a young got bands and

I wanna Benz, I look good with my friends
I my money, that don't ever end
I wanna blow some bands, and still some bands
I be the motherfuckin' man
Bitch, I wanna Benz, I look good with my friends
I need my money, that ever end
I blow some bands, and still have some bands
I wanna be the man

Tens, twenties, fifties,
Bitch, I'm in a 600
Tens, twenties, fifties,
Bitch, I'm in a 600

I want an all black without no tints
So you can see the gold glow the sun shine in
Put Pirellis on stocks, I don't no rims
a big stash spot to put this four-five in
I all my niggas ballin' in the fast lane
some thick when we pull up to the valet (What?)
Park and hop out with the mad
'Cause think shit turned down since the cash came
Fuck that, I shots then we bust back (Bang)
Bullet everything, you can trust that
You it like we done it, I suggest that (Why?)
would you rather be the victim or the suspect?
Oh, no, I too far
Changed my ways, no, I change my
Chase my change, never my squad
And 'till I can change my car, 'cause

I Benz, I wanna look good with my friends
I need my money, that ever end
I wanna blow some bands, and still have some
I be the motherfuckin' man
Bitch, I Benz, I wanna look good with my friends
I need my money, that don't end
I wanna some bands, and still have some bands
I be the motherfuckin' man

Tens, twenties, fifties,
Bitch, I'm YG 400
Tens, twenties, fifties,
(It's Fifty, bitch, I it one hundred)

We blew a hunna G's on some bitches out in
YG and Fifty, niggas know they can't fade it
She get the seven digits, she could say she hit the
Accountants ain't money coming out the crack spots
Come through in a motorcade, bitch, we shut your down
everywhere, you know a nigga on top now
We tipping bitches, stripping, bust it open for a nigga
You thinking she won't, I'm thinking yeah, she will figure
gonna be a party right after the party
She may menage with
we got bitches with us that's bringing more bitches, get it?
I bet you your bitch it, she come through she gon' get it
This is nothing personal, now why this be hurting you?
poppin', pussy poppin', mollies in the water
Crazy that we be doing with somebody's daughter
me thinking, damn nigga, we be out of order
We turn up too loud, they the law on us

I wanna Benz, I wanna good with my friends
I need my money, that don't end
I wanna blow some bands, and still have bands
I be the motherfuckin' man
Bitch, I wanna Benz, I wanna good with my friends
I need my money, that ever end
I wanna blow bands, and still have some bands
I wanna be the man

Tens, twenties, fifties,
Bitch, I'm YG 400
Tens, twenties, fifties,

Bitch, I'm YG 400