Luyện nghe bài hát Try'n 2 Make A Million

(Juvenile)
Do you know what ballin is, I'm talking bout marble floors
Tricks in jets, hoes behind Rover doors
You talked about me bad but you doin
Nothin but round tha projects shoo-shooing
Get mad when I flash tha don't want to see me have it
I guess I'll be smokin a 'gar in Paris
My cellular ring, ok pick up this change
Beeper blowin up, I'm lookin at tha game
I'm steady changin cars so tha won't mess wit me
Park tha Q 4-5 and hop in tha
At about 8:30 I'll be rollin in a
on condact on my way to my condominium
Been livin lavish, eatin in commanders palace
Bitches attracted to tha
Where niggas is chillin, sleepin in tha and tha Getta
My girlfriend is my berretta, I never her
What you know about them and Moe-Moe's
Them Lexus 4-doors and them '97
Hell I as well buy me a castle instead
And get fed grace by Miss USA

(Juvenile)]
How can I make a
tha feds investigating my building
I know niggas gone try me, have to kill them
But I'ma keep on makin money up until

(Baby)
Golds and hoes, niggas doin
My everyday wear is Reeboks and
Young nigga look I'm than Russell Simmons
And I got more money than tha nigga
I sold coke nigga, I done hit blocks
I done rocks, tha cheap shit had to stop
I had to be tha biggest on VL block
So I bust open me a quarter ki
Two G's a Q-P, now my is hot
A hundred G's a week nigga, so I stop
Now I stole 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
and gold all across tha T-O-P
And all hoes wanna ride in my Lexus Jeep
If it ain't cheddar or cheese it gravy
And these car stealin hoes up off tha street
And these playa hatin niggas need to stop through tha UPT
And all my new hoes gone ride in my
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 proofin my Hummer man
25 G's on Suburban nigga
We all pack vests nigga, I know you me nigga
Big got a Tec and a Lex and he flexin
And if a nigga disrespect God gone have to em
And let his mom dress em cause it's all
It's all gravy, bitch nigga stop playa

(Mannie Fresh)
I done did more hoes than Michael Jackson shows
I done made more money than Tommy clothes
I don't think that you can umout me man
You need to um behind me man
Come through bitch lit up like December
Givin all pretty hoes something to remember
I'ma nigga wit some endangered boots
Spillin crystal on tha oppps
Picture me and yo old' lady butt naked and
She drunker 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 Tymers they ass wit 20's and 10's