Luyện nghe bài hát Rich Niggaz

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

Loud pipes, big rims, nigga, that's my
As I pull up at the club, sorry, that's my
I know a lot of haters probably saying that, that's not
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 children be amazed when 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 that's where I shack myself up
You ain't really got more than me, think about it
Let's just say, somebody gave me a check to think it

So I just bought a new Rollie and got to a link up out it
And me with no ice is like a Prince Concert that ain't
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 used to be R T A
Now, I be busting these bitches when I come
Acting a nigga that ain't never had shit
into my bed saying that's a mad hit

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

I can walk it I talk it, play it how I feel
Teach it like I preach it, now, put in your head
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' like a motherfucker, still shooting craps
I'll 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 have in a
I'm Lil Turk, I'm living large, got the hoes after me
Picture me, a nigga bawling out of control
Playing with millions, in condos

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

Nigga I and I'm a stunt 'til I can't no more
Chest lit up like the oaks from the I sport
Yo, I can't be touched, don't I'm too much
Nigga I'm rich, 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 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 cash money runners, I true
'Cause when we're running and changin' on the million scene
together, mo de ming, mo de ming +

When I bring out the 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 to big Cash Money
'Cause you know this clique, right 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 got me wicked, then I do somethin' for free