Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Lil Rich

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

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I was a nigga
Now I'm a rich
Getting now you can't tell me shit nigga
You can find me in the fo' dot six
In the backseat fondling ya nigga

New York niggas, cocky niggaz it's all good
Fuck around we crip-walking in the hood
I'm fresh up out the slammer, I ain't no bama
I'm from the whody, but I know country 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 pockets got the
You see me sitting on dubs, that's why you mad
Don't me hit ya up, 50 cent will split ya up
I lay you down, carnids will come and get ya up
See 50 fa keeps, and 50 stay wit heat
I can't go commercial, they me in the street
I'm real man, the hood love me man
Don't make me show up in ya like bro-man
Locked up in a pen, I do my thing
See-O screaming shut the up in the pen

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I'm in the on Monday, the BM on Tuesday
Range on Wednesday, Thursday I'm in the
Porsche on Friday, I do my way
or Vette, I tear up the highway
Shorty she can ya about my dick game
But she don't know me, she only my nickname
Left the hood and came back, damn changed
These young boys, they done got own work man

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