Luyện nghe bài hát Shine

What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Millionaires
So it there

Yellow Viper, Hummer, Yellow Benz
Yellow PT Cruiser, 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platinum Royce
seven different cars, everyday 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 thighs, a big plump ass
She could a dick too, make me cum fast

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

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

From my down to my shoes
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 comin'
Pop X and Cris' my life is the shit

And the be fire Wayne, ice and change
You can me in an aqua range, squattin' things
them twenty-two inch chopper blades
Diamond face, brace

More colors than the game says go, 'hind me
And mami on forty-fifth she me "I'm a lez"
And she like too much of dick
But the bombest head, and so I took it anyway

But bitch I got family, don't your pussy anyway
OK, let's about this ice that I'm carryin'
All these karats I'm a fuckin' vegetarian
Niggas play, I them, y'all 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 like everyday my birthday wait, don't think they me
I say dog I got like everyday my birthday

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

I'ma Hot Boy, name brand and top of the line
Ride fly daily, all year 'round I
Ain't a nigga and they mama stop me dog
Come on dub-dueces, they jock me dog

Glock cocked for haters block me dog
Catch 'em so low, 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 light shit up
Each of jewelry I own, I ice it up
You don't put your vehicle next to us
'Cause all of our vehicles, we 'em up

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

my head down to my shoes
Skirtin' on twenty two's my baby mamma
Rovers, not Hondas I'ma 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 'til I die, so you respect it
Cause whoever try is gonna be restin
I'm a millionaire, Hot Boy, Lil' Turk
Bling blingin' everyday, plus I got
(Bling)

Nigga like me stay in the cut four/seven
Steady my ends 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 nothin' from us
Young nigga, livin a surrounded by ice
Hoes be like, "Damn, boys, they're nothin' nice"

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

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

my head down to my shoes
Skirtin' on twenty check my baby mamma
Whip Rovers, not Hondas I'ma spend it 'til gone
Don't know when I'm comin'
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 shit I'ma break that shit
Ya heard me? It's that; believe that
This year; fuck it I it befo' and I meant it
I'm me a city, New Mannie, Louisiana ya biatch you, ohh