Luyện nghe bài hát Platinum Stars

1: Lil' Flip]
-Uh, Lil'
I'm out in a fendi suit
I got in my bentley coupe
I got hoes 22
they buy me clothes and tennis
I'm so throwed when it come to
before I get they phone number they come outta they
I take 'em to Papa Deaux's
but if she a proper hoe
I gotta lac (what kind), a cadillac
I'm wearin' jordans (which ones), very first made
I gotta watch (what kind), out cartier
I gotta rolley but that's that I hardly wear
I'm Lil' Flip, the coldest ever
day one I was programmed to get this cheddar

Who you drive? Platinum
Who you Platinum stars
Who you Platinum bars
Platinum teeth, yo jaws
Diamond gon' my platinum wrist
Platinum to take a ish
Gold is OLD, and is happenin'
so whodi this

-Yeah, ay, it's
green back, stack in my palm
I come in Yukon with alarm
Ice on the arm and a charm
And you prolly had a thought about it nah
Of course you didn't nigga the is hittin'
behind the I show that the boys is trippin'
BEAM ME UP SCOTTY, sky hit a force and him
Top on the drop of course it's missin'
Don't her man to know
that I'ma hit when I'm I'ma hand the hoe
Back to her man before, he even have to
A weddin' ain't somethin' I'ma hand the hoe
Do money grow on trees? nigga the no
I treat g's like seeds get a to grow
Car lookin' like a zoo in a candy
Alligator on the with a candy door
Can't me no, 'cause I'm havin' dough
I keep a tune on me just a mechanic flow
You ain't gettin' paper what you up in the game
paper now couldn't be a complainer
Trunk lift up at a acute
triangle pokin' outta my swangers
Chain me 10 g's
no label could pimp me
So it really ain't a thing you get free
Unless you tryna get them chains off of C
We, UGK you see the jewlrey ay!
Cover ya it'll blind like a U.T. Ray
Stay throwed in the game, holdin' the (yeah)
Ice and the gold in my chain
the trunk and showin' my bang
Hoes on the swangs while the color change
Nah I won't let the go to my brain
Respect be somethin' you hope in the game
You gon' around and get choked with ya chain
Flip, Bun and Chamillion in control in the

B]
-U (Under), G (Ground), K (Kings)
Bitch I'm the of the underground
and the of Port Arthur
Keep that fire on ya street
and a meat in daughter
Got no for a hater, got no hate for a lover
Just distrubute my pollution, keepin' weight
My brother, now we back up on the block
I got them rocks again, and the blocks
until' the come in
but see the bring the SWAT my friend
Because I that we not runnin'
Nigga we gon' be all day
in this hallway
Keep them cluckers comin' in we serve 'em all yay
Them nickles and dimes and
pop of the rock you a boughta
But ? we oughta, nigga we turnin' ya into the Carter
Got starters, for they automatics choppers
And the Texas boy a to break you off somethin' proper
I knock off a bopper, break down a bird and bust me a
I'm down with the Pimp and the
from now forever you like it you must be a hoe so