Luyện nghe bài hát Try'n 2 Make A Million

(Juvenile)
Do you know this ballin is, I'm talking bout marble floors
Tricks in private jets, behind Rover doors
You about me bad but what you doin
but walkin round tha projects shoo-shooing
Get mad when I flash tha karats don't want to see me it
I guess I'll be smokin a 'gar in Paris
My ring, ok let's pick up this change
Beeper blowin up, I'm down at tha game
I'm steady changin cars so tha won't mess wit me
tha Q 4-5 and hop in tha Cherokee
At 8:30 I'll be rollin in a millennium
Sippin on on my way to my condominium
Been rollin livin lavish, in commanders palace
Bitches to tha savage
Where niggas is chillin, sleepin in tha Royce and tha
My is my berretta, I never left her
What you know about them Beamers and
Lexus 4-doors and them '97 Volvos
Hell I might as buy me a castle instead
And get fed some grace by USA

(Juvenile)]
How can I a million?
Without tha feds my building
I know niggas try me, I'ma have to kill them
But keep on makin money up until then

(Baby)
and hoes, niggas doin videos
My everyday is Reeboks and Girbauds
Young nigga look I'm than Russell Simmons
And I got more money than tha average
I done sold coke nigga, I done hit
I done rocks, tha cheap shit had to stop
I had to be tha nigga on VL block
So I open me a quarter ki spot
Two G's a Q-P, now my is hot
A hundred G's a nigga, so I couldn't stop
Now I stole me a few ki's
I'm tha only young nigga Uptown frontin
You don't me ask Joe Casey
My background coke history for me
Diamonds and gold all tha T-O-P
And all these wanna ride in my Lexus Jeep
If it ain't cheddar or cheese it ain't
And these car stealin hoes stay up off tha
And playa hatin niggas need to stop passin through tha UPT
And all my new hoes gone in my Hummer
But I got a top of tha line bitch me
And if a nigga up my hoe gone ride for me
See I'll put change on my own
Bitch I spent 50 G's bullet my Hummer man
25 G's on Fresh's Suburban
We all pack vests nigga, I you heard me nigga
Big Rufus got a Tec and a Lex and he
And if a nigga disrespect God gone to bless em
And let his mom em cause it's all good
It's all gravy, bitch nigga playa hatin

(Mannie Fresh)
I did more hoes than Michael Jackson done shows
I done more money than Tommy sale clothes
I don't think that you can umout me man
You need to um behind me man
Come this bitch lit up like December
Givin all these hoes something to remember
I'ma nigga wit some specie boots
Spillin crystal on tha oppps
Picture me and yo old' lady naked and shit
She drunker than a muthafucka, my dick
I just gave yo hoe a hundred for her
And I'm telling her we can bade in bubbles
Separate my money, and
Big Tymers whip they ass wit 20's and