Luyện nghe bài hát Try'n 2 Make A Million

(Juvenile)
Do you know what this is, I'm talking bout marble floors
Tricks in private jets, hoes Rover doors
You talked me bad but what you doin
Nothin but walkin tha projects 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 let's pick up this
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 8:30 I'll be rollin in a millennium
Sippin on on my way to my condominium
Been rollin lavish, eatin in commanders palace
Bitches to tha savage
Where niggas is chillin, sleepin in tha Royce and tha
My girlfriend is my berretta, I left her
What you know them Beamers and Moe-Moe's
Them Lexus 4-doors and '97 Volvos
I might as well buy me a castle instead
And get fed some grace by USA

(Juvenile)]
How can I make a
Without tha investigating 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, niggas doin
My everyday is Reeboks and Girbauds
Young nigga look I'm than Russell Simmons
And I got more money tha average nigga
I done sold coke nigga, I 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 hundred G's a nigga, so I couldn't stop
Now I done me a few ki's
I'm tha only young nigga frontin Q-P's
You don't believe me ask Joe
My coke history speak for me
and gold all across tha T-O-P
And all these hoes wanna ride in my Jeep
If it cheddar or cheese it ain't gravy
And car stealin hoes stay up off tha street
And playa hatin niggas need to stop passin through tha UPT
And all my new hoes ride in my Hummer
But I got a top of tha bitch beside me
And if a nigga fuck up my hoe gone for me
See put change on my own brain
Bitch I spent 50 G's bullet my Hummer man
25 G's on Suburban nigga
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
all gravy, bitch nigga stop playa hatin

(Mannie Fresh)
I did more 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 this lit up like December
all these pretty hoes something to remember
I'ma nigga wit some specie boots
Spillin on tha floor oppps
Picture me and yo old' lady butt naked and
She drunker a muthafucka, suckin 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 ass wit 20's and 10's