Luyện nghe bài hát N Luv Wit My Money

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Big and Vouges
Them 20 inches low
We Ball 24's 7's all we know
and neon lights gon show
When my trunk unlock pop and
Ya know
drippin off the door
Not Engaged with no lady, in love with em no!
You may think I'm crazy never knew this type of love
I'm love my foreign, yes I'm married to my dough....
I'm in love my money... mmmm

You can catch me squeezing
Sittin on D's and swangz
Color changin he's insane
Ya womans missing then he's to
Charge it to the game the change
marriages blyossom and die...
When its over I'm her bye
But she like I'm tellin a lie
While you in love with a she...
I be dubblin a G
Could you see me in a car that rhymes with rent me and with a B
Could you see a
Parked in the crunkest spot in ya
Candy on top of the hood
And my on top of the wood
good
say you after my change I don't believe ya
If a ask me to feed her
With my visa then I'm gon her
Koopa want ya koopa don't need ya
{ But I Love You } Thats
I be ridin on glass feet
leather up under my ass cheeks
Its not like I changed over
Been like this since last week
Better Ask P my money stretched an athelete at a track meet
Seen him last week in a Jag
{ But they don't make them yet 'causezin }
Ok I'm I don't know what it was
but I swear boi was sittin on buttons
I know you want a relationship with a balla but no Look
I'd rather be shining my
You must this is a bank but it ain't
money increase and never would
that be dikin even be fightin....
when I pull up on 20 inch
'cause I got what them girls be
uhh...

[Paul
Hold on hold up a man
I never mack to a dame
You better the game
See my gecko and correct ya brain
I love my car like it was my girlfriend I like to the grain
the wheel and I got aroused
swung in the ditch and I wrecked the
Broke up with my foreign car and fell in with my cadillac
The Ringling enquired to how my trunk turns flips like an acrobat
I act a rat, I'm from the gutter
ya girl when I pull up next to ya
You been with the 6 months Paul Wall
is the reason she give sex to ya
Why all that in ya
'cause a german made my rims
My big body's pregant with twins I'm bout to a baby benz
Ya car was fly in the hood but my paint just wet ya flames
I'm on 22 inch baby sitters babelous threatin ya name
Forgot to the diaper so when I crept in the lane I left a stain
Everytime it rains, paint drips It makes a mess and I get the
My TV's are the pet I train I can make em roll over and dead
My car was on the freeway
but when I stopped at the light it to red
You betta re ya head thinkin I trick my cash to a broad...
Go ahead and ask ya I got more green than the grass in a yard
And so raw It ain't hard for me to get the class to applaud
I shine like a blasting star, on a car more blacker than tar