Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Lil Rich

I let my watch for me, my whip talk for me
My gat for me, BOW! What up homie
My watch hi shorty we can be friends
My whip saying playing bitch get in
My saying we can hit the mall together
Shorty its only right we ball together
I'm into bigger things y'all y'all know my style
Ya wrist bling bling, my shit bling
My pinky ring talk it say fifty I'm
That's why these is on my dick
Some hate me, some love my
Flex my man he gon bump my
See I'm alive man I really don't
I tell them hoes whatever want to hear
You try and play me I'ma it in
My chromes cost more than the crib ya raised ya in

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I was a nigga
Now I'm a nigga
Getting paper now you tell me shit nigga
You can find me in the fo' dot six
In the backseat ya bitch nigga

New York niggas, cocky niggaz it's all good
Fuck we crip-walking in the wrong hood
I'm fresh up out the slammer, I ain't no bama
I'm from the wild whody, but I know grammar
See me I get it crunk, niggas go and front
I go up out the trunk, back, roll out I'm done (yeah)
My money come in lumps, my got the mumps
You see me on dubs, that's why you mad chump
Don't make me hit ya up, 50 cent will ya up
I lay you down, them will come and get ya up
See 50 play fa keeps, and 50 wit heat
I can't go commercial, they me in the street
I'm real bloody man, the love me man
Don't make me show up in ya crib bro-man
Locked up in a pen, I still do my
See-O screaming shut the up in the pen

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I'm in the Benz on Monday, the BM on
Range on Wednesday, I'm in the hooptay
Porsche on Friday, I do my way
Vipe or Vette, I up the highway
she can tell ya about my dick game
But she know me, she only know my nickname
Left the hood and back, damn shit changed
These boys, they done got they own work man

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