Luyện nghe bài hát Rich Niggaz

Why, why, why, why, why, why
Why,
Cash money, Niggaz, look

pipes, big rims, nigga, that's my life
As I up at the club, sorry, that's my knife
I a lot of haters probably saying that, that's not right
Well, my so much bigger

So, that's my life, gleam,
Now, only carry big and you hear the ching, ching
Now, you can ask your wife and she will say the thing
And children be amazed when they see me on the big screen

I crack myself up, I know I talk lot but I can back up
Got a little house on the beach that's where I shack up
You ain't really got more money than me, think it
Let's just say, somebody gave me a check to about it

So I bought a new Rollie and got to take a link up out it
And me no ice is like a Prince Concert that ain't crowded
They see the Beam, and the truck, and the B12, and we was
Then that's I pull up in the B E L L L L EX

I'm on
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
We on
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Juvenile I used to be R T A
Now, I be busting these bitches I come around
like a nigga that ain't never had shit
Look into my bed that's a mad hit

I'll be damned if these and golds ain't shining
My Rollie ain't rinning, my bank climbing
You looking at a in the flesh
don't have it now, but I just got me a check

I can walk it like I talk it, play it how I
Teach it like I preach it, now, put that in your
Nigga, bet a thousand, shoot a thousand, ain't
a pound, pop the crystal and drink something

Meet me in the casino, way in the
Losin' money like a motherfucker, still craps
Tomorrow be back, I got millionaire status
We make so much money IRS be at us

I'm on
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
We on
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

I got more ends than have in a factory
I'm Lil Turk, I'm living large, got the baddest hoes me
Picture me, a nigga bawling out of control
with millions, laying in condos

Nigga I shine, shine through the week
The flyiest ride with crystal in the passenger
Don't hate me, 'cause I'm a little
Got more weight than Angola, fucking your Carla

I stunt and I'm a stunt 'til I can't no more
Chest lit up the oaks from the diamonds I sport
Yo, I can't be touched, don't I'm too much
I'm rich, what the fuck?

Rolex crushed out with the
And all the foes that get to me got to be on my schedule
I got so money, I don't know what to do
Buy and cars and break bread with my crew

I'm on
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
We on
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
B.G. on
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Uhh, uhh, uhh, hear me, like, monkey see, monkey do
Rolling with the money runners, I stay true
'Cause when running and changin' on the million dollar scene
Holding together, mo de ming, mo de +

I bring out the rubber around the Hummer
Followed by the and the Lex Bubble
I start they said I had no fame
Now all the just end up calling my name

10 G's to
Fax the contract to big Cash
'Cause you know this whole clique, right me
right with me, Sip pe di dy

Won't the diamonds just around my neck
X a dollars on a bankroll check
If you to really come and sing to me
Those that got me wicked, I do somethin' for free