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 a lot of haters probably saying that, that's not right
Well, my diamonds so much

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

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

So I bought a new Rollie and got to take a link up out it
And me with no ice is a Prince Concert that ain't crowded
see the Beam, and the truck, and the B12, and we was next
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

I used to be R T A bound
Now, I be busting these when I come around
Acting a nigga that ain't never had shit
Look into my bed saying a mad hit

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

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

Meet me in the casino, way in the
Losin' money a motherfucker, still shooting 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 Bunny in a factory
I'm Lil Turk, I'm living large, got the baddest hoes me
me, a young nigga bawling out of control
Playing with millions, in condos

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

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

Rolex out with the bezel
And all the foes get close to me got to be on my schedule
I got so much money, I don't know to do
Buy houses and cars and break bread with my

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 cash runners, I stay true
when we're running and changin' on the million dollar scene
Holding together, mo de ming, mo de +

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

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

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