Luyện nghe bài hát Try'n 2 Make A Million

(Juvenile)
Do you what this ballin is, I'm talking bout marble floors
Tricks in private jets, hoes behind Rover
You about me bad but what you doin
Nothin but walkin round tha shoo-shooing
Get mad when I flash tha karats don't to see me have it
I guess tomorrow I'll be 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 so tha feds won't mess wit me
tha Q 4-5 and hop in tha Cherokee
At about 8:30 be rollin in a millennium
Sippin on on my way to my condominium
Been rollin lavish, eatin in commanders palace
attracted to tha savage
Where niggas is chillin, sleepin in tha and tha Getta
My is my berretta, I never left her
What you know them Beamers and Moe-Moe's
Them 4-doors and them '97 Volvos
I might as well buy me a castle instead
And get fed grace by Miss USA

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

(Baby)
Golds and hoes, doin videos
My everyday wear is and Girbauds
nigga look I'm smarter than Russell Simmons
And I got more money tha average nigga
I sold coke nigga, I done hit blocks
I done sold rocks, tha cheap shit had to
I had to be tha biggest on VL block
So I bust open me a ki spot
Two G's a Q-P, now my is hot
A G's a week nigga, so I couldn't stop
Now I done stole me a few
I'm tha only young nigga frontin Q-P's
You don't me ask Joe Casey
My background coke speak for me
Diamonds and all across tha T-O-P
And all these hoes wanna 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 ride in my
But I got a top of tha line bitch me
And if a nigga fuck up my hoe gone for me
See put change on my own brain
I spent 50 G's bullet proofin my Hummer man
25 G's on Fresh's Suburban
We all pack nigga, I know you heard me nigga
Big Rufus got a Tec and a Lex and he
And if a nigga disrespect God have to bless em
And let his mom dress em cause it's all
It's all gravy, nigga stop playa hatin

(Mannie Fresh)
I done did 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
through this bitch lit up like December
Givin all these pretty hoes something to
I'ma nigga wit some specie boots
Spillin on tha floor oppps
Picture me and yo lady butt naked and shit
She than a muthafucka, suckin my dick
I just gave yo hoe a for her trouble
And I'm telling her we can bade in bubbles
Separate my money, and
Big Tymers whip they ass wit and 10's