Luyện nghe bài hát N Luv Wit My Money

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

You can catch me squeezing
crooked on D's and swangz
Color changin he's insane
Ya womans missing he's to blame
it to the game keep the change
Most blyossom and die...
its over I'm tellin her bye
But she acts like I'm a lie
While you fallin in with a she...
I be dubblin a G
Could you see me in a car rhymes with rent me and starts with a B
Could you see a
Parked in the spot in ya hood
coat on top of the hood
And my on top of the wood
Sparkling
say you ain't after my change I believe ya
If a skeezer ask me to her
With my then I'm gon leave her
Koopa don't want ya koopa need ya
{ But I Love You } sweet
I rather be ridin on glass
With up under my ass cheeks
Its not like I changed over
Been actin like this since last
Better Ask P my money like an athelete at a track meet
Seen him last in a Jag Jeep
{ But they don't even make yet 'causezin }
Ok I'm lyin I don't know it was
but I swear that boi was sittin on
I know you a relationship with a balla but no thanx Look
I'd rather be shining my
You think this is a bank but it ain't
money increase and never shink
that be dikin even be fightin....
when I up on 20 inch titans
'cause I got what them be likin
uhh...

[Paul
on hold up a second man
I mack to a metro dame
You better the game
See my gecko chain and ya brain
I love my car like it was my girlfriend I like to the grain
Followed the wheel and I got
in the ditch and I wrecked the frame
Broke up with my foreign car and in love with my cadillac
The Ringling Brothers enquired to how my trunk turns flips like an
I act a rat, I'm from the gutter
ya girl stutter when I pull up to ya
You been with the 6 months Paul Wall
is the reason she won't sex to ya
Why all that in ya
'cause a german made my rims
My big body's pregant with twins I'm to induce a baby benz
Ya car was fly in the hood but my candy paint wet ya flames
I'm sittin on 22 inch sitters babelous threatin ya name
Forgot to the diaper so when I crept in the lane I left a stain
it rains, paint drips It makes a mess and I get the blame
My TV's are the pet I train I can em roll over and play dead
My car was blue on the
but when I stopped at the light it to red
You betta re arrange ya head I trick my cash to a broad...
Go ahead and ask ya broad I got more than the grass in a yard
And thats so raw It ain't hard for me to get the to applaud
I shine like a blasting star, glass on a car more than tar