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 jets, hoes behind Rover doors
You talked me bad but what you doin
Nothin but walkin round tha projects
Get mad when I flash tha karats don't want to see me it
I tomorrow I'll be smokin a 'gar in Paris
My ring, ok let's pick up this change
Beeper blowin up, I'm lookin at tha game
I'm changin cars so tha feds won't mess wit me
Park tha Q 4-5 and hop in tha
At about 8:30 I'll be rollin in a
Sippin on condact on my way to my
Been rollin lavish, eatin in commanders palace
attracted to tha savage
Where niggas is chillin, sleepin in tha Royce and tha
My girlfriend is my berretta, I never her
What you know about them and Moe-Moe's
Them Lexus 4-doors and them '97
I might as well buy me a castle instead
And get fed some grace by USA

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

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

(Mannie Fresh)
I done did more hoes Michael Jackson done shows
I done made money than Tommy sale clothes
I don't that you can umout shine me man
You need to um stand me man
Come this bitch lit up like December
all these pretty hoes something to remember
I'ma nigga wit some specie boots
Spillin crystal on tha floor
Picture me and yo old' lady naked and shit
She drunker than a muthafucka, suckin my
I just yo hoe a hundred for her trouble
And I'm telling her we can bade in bubbles
Separate my money, and
Big Tymers they ass wit 20's and 10's