Luyện nghe bài hát Shine

What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Money
So it there

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

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

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

I'm a you what it is not to be a window shopper
you can have Fendi, mama you can have Prada
All you gotta do is break a nigga off
You could be your man, I ain't tryna stop ya

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

And the name be fire Wayne, ice and
You can catch me in an aqua range, things
With twenty-two inch chopper blades
Diamond face, brace

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

But bitch I got family, don't need your pussy
OK, let's talk about this ice that I'm
All these karats I'm a fuckin' vegetarian
Niggas play, I bury them, y'all already

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

From my head down to my
on twenty-two's check my baby mamma
Whip Rovers, not Hondas I'ma it 'til it's gone
Don't know when I'm home
Pop X and drank Cris' my life is the

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 mama gonna me dog
through on dub-dueces, they jock me dog

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

Let the diamonds and the jewelry light up
Each of jewelry I own, I ice it up
You don't wanna put your vehicle 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 nigga
That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya

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

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

Nigga like me stay in the cut 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 secret
Niggas steady baller block, can't take from us
Young nigga, livin a life by ice
Hoes be like, "Damn, them boys, they're nice"

They on fire, that be them Hot Boys
You right, you think this not girl?
Better twice, get it right dog
you recognize, we got it on lock for all

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

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

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

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