Luyện nghe bài hát Shine

What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Money
So take it

Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer, Benz
Yellow PT Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platinum Royce
That's seven cars, everyday I got a choice

On my way to pick up Joyce, she be me moist
Givin' me head while she hummin', she can with her voice
And she got nice thighs, a big ass
She could ride a too, make me cum fast

I like them modelin' bitches, I love them bitches
Where them hoes headed at, I'm 'bout to follow bitches
(Let's go)
I know you with your folks, but nigga is broke
You as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke

I'm a show you it is not to be a window shopper
Mama you can have Fendi, you can have Prada
All you gotta do is a nigga off proper
You could be with your man, I ain't stop ya

my head down to my shoes
Skirtin' on twenty two's check my mamma
Whip Rovers, not Hondas spend it 'til it's gone
Don't know when I'm home
Pop X and drank Cris' my is the shit

And the name be Wayne, ice and change
You can catch me in an range, squattin' things
With them inch chopper blades
Diamond face, diamond

More colors than the Simon says go, 'hind me
And mami on forty-fifth she me "I'm a lez"
And she ain't like too much of
But give the bombest head, and so I it anyway

But bitch I got family, don't need pussy anyway
OK, let's talk about this ice I'm carryin'
All these karats like I'm a fuckin'
Niggas play, I bury them, already knowin'

I threw up my arm and bitches thought it started
See I'm a keep it goin, Big Tymin, you me?
Dog I got cake everyday my birthday wait, don't think they heard me
I say dog I got like everyday my birthday

From my down to my shoes
Skirtin' on check my baby mamma
Rovers, not Hondas I'ma spend it 'til it's gone
Don't know when I'm comin'
Pop X and drank Cris' my is the shit

I'ma Hot Boy, that's brand and top of the line
fly daily, all year 'round I shine
Ain't a nigga and they gonna stop me dog
through on dub-dueces, they jock me dog

Glock cocked for tryna block me dog
Catch 'em so low, they geezy, don't me dog
Well get the fuck, on out the way
And let B.G. ease down the shinin'

Let the and the jewelry light shit up
piece of jewelry I own, I ice it up
You wanna put your vehicle next to us
all of our vehicles, we dress 'em up

With television, Dreamcast,
sounds, buttons, it's twenties
I'm a Cash Money Hot Big Tymer
That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya

my head down to my shoes
Skirtin' on twenty check my baby mamma
Whip Rovers, not Hondas spend it 'til it's gone
Don't when I'm comin' home
Pop X and drank Cris' my is the shit

I'm a stunt I die, so you better respect it
Cause whoever try testin' is be restin
I'm a millionaire, Hot Boy, Lil' Turk
Bling everyday, plus I got work
(Bling)

Nigga me stay in the cut twenty four/seven
Steady stackin' my on dubs, twenty four/seven
Every car you you had, we got it, we got it
Bentleys, Hummers and Jags, big bodies, big

Love to floss, no stun'ner's
Niggas steady baller block, can't take nothin' us
Young nigga, livin a life by ice
Hoes be like, "Damn, boys, they're nothin' nice"

They on fire, that be them Hot Boys
You motherfuckin' right, you think this not
think twice, get it right dog
Know you recognize, we got it on for all

From my down to my shoes
Skirtin' on twenty two's check my mamma
Whip Rovers, not Hondas I'ma spend it it's gone
know when I'm comin' home
Pop X and drank Cris' my is the shit

From my down to my shoes
Skirtin' on twenty two's check my mamma
Whip Rovers, not I'ma spend it 'til it's gone
Don't know when I'm home
Pop X and drank my life is the shit

Uhh, uhh, uhh huh uh
(Oh shit)
2001, my life is the shit, know
(Lemme see that)
I'm representing, spit it
(Bling)

As long as they make that shit I'ma break shit
Ya heard me? It's like believe that
This year; fuck it I said it and I meant it
I'm me a city, New Mannie, Louisiana ya biatch you, ohh