Luyện nghe bài hát Damn Damn

See when I got money I went and got a Mercedes
When I got that Bentley money I went and got that
Now if you ain't help me get it tell me how to spend it
And yes I know the rules, never Robin Givens
Mozzarella bitches
So we me them bitches cheese heads
Lambo leap in that pussy them green bay
Lambo sweet like sugar on the freeway
And I'm riding dirty I'm so UGK
One, two, way four an' four makes eight
Nine times ten its an eleven or a twelve gauge
Friday the 13th the day that hell raised
But y'all boys too weak like days
I'm so why wouldn't I be
I be with Ben Frank so much he startin' to like me
I'm a smoke my weed cause I don't wanna yours
And I four every time I pour
Like, was you saying bitch
If you talkin' bout us then you ain't talkin' shit!

I up this mornin' eyes half closed
And in the mirror and say damn I'm cold
I'm cold and my hoes
Pimp shit nigga keep my hoes
I'm cold man I'm cold
I say damn I'm
Hot I'm cold

When I got that slab money I put the on blades
I got that lac money
I candied the
Gotta on my deck
A or two on my neck
A couple cars on my
And I'm ready to wreck
We to this for Pimp C
So me a bottle
I'm to pop the top on em
a slab or a model
Turn it upside
And pour it out for my bro
And pass me another one so I can out a little mo'
Fresher than
Cleaner wax floors
I'm slick as
Swingin' my lac
The Franklin's you them
We to stack those
you play the role
You learn how to act, hoes!
Swingers and foes
And tippin' trunks of
Hangers neck and hoes
And with nuts and hang
It a thang
It was and never will
I put on my life
Bun B trill

Fuck you all right
Going at your neck like a dog bites
I up this morning eyes half closed
Looked into the mirror and damn I'm cold
Damn I'm and my hoe
Pimp shit nigga paying my hoe
Damn I'm cold man I'm
I said damn I'm cold, hot damn I'm

Is it the ice in the or the ice in the chains?
Is it the ice in the watch or the ice in the
Or the bracelet, face you the chill in yo veins
Could it be from Bun B or that boy Wayne

Or could it be the two-seater on them
Got on a couple gold chains so dang it
I swang a thang, from lane to
Yeah, its getting hot and you starting to the flame
Bun

It's brick and you starting to feel a breeze
And the temperature's going
Best'a get you sleeves
And you best'a get you G's
Fore you your control
And we turn your whole neighborhood into the north

brr
gun brr
I am a grr
Money brr
F-U-C-K
I say I know when say freeze
Yeah!

Ok you knew
No pussies, no rats, no Tom and show
And I woke up this morning half closed
Looked the mirror like damn I'm cold
I'm cold and my hoe
Damn I'm cold, man I'm
I say I'm cold
Hot damn I'm