Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Sum Sum

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I'm a professional, pimpin' rational
Worldwide, but it's
You betta ask hoes and ask them clothes
Who dat beeds

Talkin' she fast to go
And blow Curtis
off in the lex
Let me see if she it

by so perfect
Gettin' by so
Last I was mackin'
We climbed but you too

DJ the slow jams
don, never bro-ham
Oh damn, beeds
Smokin' in my lex-land

the beeds to the next man
Put it out in the next
on my day bew
Now who's them pimps stay true

do, uh huh, motherfucker we done made you
So you can too
It's the that laid you
I you see me in the video's

And the radio recognition like a fold
Analyze to a bigga flow
It's the hoes with the shh
They used to the shh

Baby girl, hit your quick
See the mic fit, say hello, some some
Check 1, 2, brand new
And all for you

Bump the AC the vents
Still ridin' the darker 10
If it don't make dollars then it make sense
Well, hit the and let me do my limp, uh-huh, uh-huh

girl, where the mob at
You can get paid where the at
Ho' in ain't the word disregard
3 men in the cad straight dime

And their gators on, now who started
Must've a po P
Standing on you P a brotha makin' mo' cheese
And I reach to the door the oldies

Saw me in the better night then I hope is
Do you wanna sex?
Lay in the lex
2 in effect

No stains on the
Strap up the tex
Just tell me you wanna do
But you know a brotha you

a penny if we want to
Heads or tails on the scale even if a fails
I'll be losing
But I'm back to haunt you

girl, come chill with me
You could learn a lot of with me
Lay and be real with me
money on the side

We can and collide
Like supposed to be
What it to me?
you still need a man to make plans to advance you

Take a chance and you'll too
Uh-huh, mic check, mic check, new
And all for you

Bump the AC the vents
Still with the darker 10
If it don't make then it don't make sense
Well, hit the and let me do my limp

I know you're lookin' for the top
Hennessey take 2 shots, alize a few drops
Our pimpin nation not to
Get a fade and amazed when we do

Get the to my new spot
Not the old gotta new
Come in like 2 socks
Me and you the world like 2Pac

And I hope you got your locked
Can we puff to 2
Why you actin' like your too
In the caddy get you

Better known as A to the mother K
And um, if it's love he want
no faded, umm
See I'm a pimp and all mine

You dropped your man now all mine
I'ma so it takes time
Defeat the purpose let me you
Better yet say the name and I'ma you

PHD a see-through
Did he pay? So we
Baby girl, speak smooth
Haters hate what we do, paper chasing for thee

Well, let me go back to front, to back
In her face did I do
Get the and the green from the back
Got the good game the breeze and the macks

To the and yes, gotta ball, gotta dress
Domp hat with the
shoes and the vest clothes that I
Suppose that I put 'em all to the

But you can never be me
You can learn as we
Spittin' game with a neat
But I never play games turn pretty cheap hoes

CD's, where the go
And I love the way she ride and collide with her deep
me in the C A D I double L we ride
Down the ave and the AC's

You can or do you wanna ride
Get high, you and I,
Mic 1 2, and it's all for you

Bump the AC the vents
Still ridin' the darker 10
If it don't make dollars then it don't sense
Well, hit the beed' and let me do my

Bump the AC through the
Still ridin' the darker 10
If it make dollars then it don't make sense
Well, hit the beed' and let me do my
Mic now

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