Luyện nghe bài hát Platinum Starz

Lil' Flip, Lil'
I'm hoppin' out in a Fendi suit, I got DVD's in my Bentley
I got hoes 22, they buy me clothes and tennis shoes
I'm so throwed it come to hoes
I get they phone number they come outta they clothes

I take 'em to Pappadeaux's but only if she a proper hoe
I got a 'llac, what kind? A Cadillac
I'm wearin' Jordans, which ones? The first ones made
I got a watch, kind? An iced-out Cartier

I got a Roley but that's that I hardly wear
I'm Lil' Flip, the coldest freestyle
Since day one I was programmed to get this

Do you drive platinum cars? Do you pull stars?
Do you write platinum bars? Platinum teeth, inside your
gon' rock my platinum wrist, platinum toilet to take a ish
Gold is gold and is happenin' so, wodie, watch this

Yeah, aiy, Koopa
Got a greenback, stack in my
I in a Yukon black with alarm
Ice on the arm and a platinum
And you had a thought about jackin' it, naw

Of course you didn't nigga the force is
Behind the throwback, I that the boys is trippin'
me up Scotty, yeah, the force'll lift him
Top on the drop, yeah, of course it's

want her man to know
That I'ma hit when I'm finished hand the hoe
Back to her man befo', he even have to
A weddin' ring ain't somethin', hand a hoe

Do money on trees? Nigga, the answer's no
I treat G's like seeds, get a to grow
Car lookin' the zoo in a candy sto'
Alligator on the flo' a candy do'

Can't me no 'cause I'm havin' dough
I keep a on me just like a mechanic flow
You ain't gettin' paper what you up in the game
Gettin' paper now, be a complainer
Trunk lift up at a acute
triangle pokin' outta my swanger

Chain me 10 G's
Independent, no label could me
So it really ain't a thing you could get
you tryin' to get them chains off of Pimp C

We, U.G.K. you see the jewelry, ay
your eyes it'll blind like a UV ray
Stay throwed in the game, the grain
Ice and the white gold in my

Raisin' my and showin' my bang
Hoes on the swangs the do's color change
Nah, I let the change go to my brain
Respect better be that you hopin' to gain
You mess around and get choked wit'cha chain
Now Flip, Bun and controllin' in the game

Do you drive platinum cars? Do you pull stars?
Do you write bars? Platinum teeth, inside your jaws
gon' rock my platinum wrist, platinum toilet to take a ish
Gold is gold and platinum is so, wodie, watch this

U, under, G, ground, K,
Bitch, I'm that King of the Underground and the Pope of Arthur
Keep that fire heat on ya street and the meat in daughter
Got no love for a hater, got no for a lover
distribute my pollution, keepin' weight undercover

My brother, now we back up on the again
I got rocks again and them blocks again, until the cops come in
But see they better bring the SWAT my
Because I promise we not runnin'

Nigga, we gon' be here all day, in this hallway
them cluckers comin' in 'cause we gon' serve 'em all yay
Them nickles and and quarters
That the rock you a-boughta
Mo' dope than we oughta, nigga, we turnin' projects into The Carter

Got automatic starters, for they automatics
And the Texas boy'll automatically break you off somethin'
I knock off a bopper, break down a bird and bust me a
I'm down with the Pimp and the Prince, now ever since
You don't it you must be a hoe so

Do you drive platinum cars? Do you pull stars?
Do you write platinum bars? Platinum teeth, your jaws
Diamond gon' rock my platinum wrist, toilet to take a ish
Gold is gold and platinum is happenin' so, wodie, this