Luyện nghe bài hát Rich Niggaz

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

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

So, my life, gleam, gleam
Now, only carry big face and you the ching, ching
Now, you can ask your wife and she will say the thing
And your children be amazed they 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 where I shack myself up
You ain't got more money than me, think about it
Let's just say, somebody me a check to think about it

So I just bought a new Rollie and got to take a 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
that's when 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 to be R T A bound
Now, I be busting bitches when I come around
Acting like a nigga that ain't had shit
Look into my bed that's a mad hit

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

Meet me in the casino, way in the
Losin' money like a motherfucker, still shooting
Tomorrow I'll be back, I got status
We make so money 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 Bunny have in a factory
I'm Lil Turk, I'm living large, got the hoes after me
me, a young nigga bawling out of control
Playing millions, laying in condos

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

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

Rolex out with the bezel
And all the that get close to me got to be on my schedule
I got so money, I don't know what 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, like, monkey see, monkey do
Rolling the cash money runners, I stay true
'Cause when running and changin' on the million dollar scene
together, mo de ming, mo de ming +

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, right me
They're with me, Sip pe di dy

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