Luyện nghe bài hát Try'n 2 Make A Million

(Juvenile)
Do you what this ballin is, I'm talking bout marble floors
in private jets, hoes behind Rover doors
You talked about me bad but you doin
but walkin round tha projects shoo-shooing
Get mad when I flash tha don't want to see me have it
I guess tomorrow be smokin a 'gar in Paris
My cellular ring, ok let's pick up this
Beeper blowin up, I'm lookin down at tha
I'm steady changin cars so tha feds 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
rollin livin lavish, eatin in commanders palace
Bitches to tha savage
Where niggas is chillin, sleepin in tha and tha Getta
My girlfriend is my berretta, I left her
What you know them Beamers and Moe-Moe's
Lexus 4-doors and them '97 Volvos
Hell I might as well buy me a castle
And get fed some grace by USA

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

(Baby)
Golds and hoes, doin videos
My everyday wear is and Girbauds
Young nigga I'm smarter than Russell Simmons
And I got more than tha average nigga
I done sold coke nigga, I done hit
I done sold rocks, tha cheap shit had to
I had to be tha biggest nigga on VL
So I bust open me a quarter ki
Two G's a Q-P, now my is hot
A hundred G's a nigga, so I couldn't stop
Now I done me a few ki's
I'm tha only young nigga Uptown Q-P's
You don't me ask Joe Casey
My background coke history for me
Diamonds and gold all across tha
And all hoes wanna ride in my Lexus Jeep
If it ain't cheddar or cheese it ain't
And these car hoes stay up off tha street
And playa hatin niggas need to stop passin through tha UPT
And all my new gone ride in my Hummer
But I got a top of tha line beside me
And if a fuck up my hoe gone ride for me
See I'll put change on my own
Bitch I spent 50 G's bullet proofin my 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 disrespect God gone have to bless em
And let his mom dress em it's all good
It's all gravy, bitch nigga stop hatin

(Mannie Fresh)
I done did hoes than Michael Jackson done shows
I done made more than Tommy sale clothes
I think that you can umout shine me man
You need to um stand me man
Come through bitch lit up like December
all these pretty hoes something to remember
I'ma nigga wit some endangered specie
crystal on tha floor oppps
Picture me and yo old' lady butt naked and
She than a muthafucka, suckin my dick
I just yo hoe a hundred for her trouble
And I'm telling her we can in Moet bubbles
Separate my money, and
Big whip they ass wit 20's and 10's