Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Lil Rich

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

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

New York niggas, niggaz like it's all good
around we crip-walking in the wrong hood
I'm up out the slammer, I ain't no fucking bama
I'm from the whody, but I know country grammar
See me I get it crunk, niggas go head and
I go up out the trunk, come back, roll out I'm (yeah)
My money come in lumps, my got the mumps
You see me on dubs, that's why you mad chump
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 play fa keeps, and 50 stay wit
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 like bro-man
up in a pen, I still do my thing
See-O screaming the fuck up in the pen

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

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