Luyện nghe bài hát Rich Niggaz

Why, why, why, why, why, why
Why,
money, Rich Niggaz, look

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

So, my life, gleam, gleam
Now, carry big face and you hear the ching, ching
Now, you can ask your wife and she say the same thing
And your children be amazed when see me on the big screen

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

So I just bought a new Rollie and got to a link up out it
And me with no ice is like a Concert that ain't crowded
see the Beam, and the truck, and the B12, and we was next
Then that's when I 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 when I come around
Acting like a nigga ain't never had shit
into my bed saying that's a mad hit

I'll be damned if these diamonds and golds shining
My Rollie ain't rinning, my bank ain't
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, it how I feel
Teach it like I preach it, now, put in your head
Nigga, bet a thousand, shoot a thousand, nothing
Smoke a pound, pop the crystal and drink

me in the casino, way in the back
Losin' money like a motherfucker, still craps
Tomorrow I'll be back, I got status
We make so much IRS be looking 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 Bunny in a factory
I'm Lil Turk, I'm living large, got the baddest hoes me
Picture me, a young nigga bawling out of
with millions, laying in condos

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

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

Rolex crushed out the bezel
And all the foes that get close to me got to be on my
I got so money, I don't know what to do
Buy houses and cars and 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, it's like, see, monkey do
Rolling with the money runners, I stay true
'Cause when we're running and changin' on the dollar scene
Holding together, mo de ming, mo de +

When I bring out the rubber around the
Followed by the Benz and the Lex
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 Money
you know this whole clique, right with me
They're with me, Sip pe di dy

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