Luyện nghe bài hát Damn Damn

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

I wake up this eyes half closed
And looked in the mirror and say I'm cold
Damn I'm cold and my
Pimp shit keep payin' my hoes
Damn I'm man I'm cold
I say I'm cold
Hot I'm cold

When I got that money I put the Remy on blades
I got that lac money
I the Escalade
Gotta screw on my
A or two on my neck
A couple on my wrist
And bitch I'm ready to
We to this for Pimp C
So pass me a
I'm to pop the top on em
Like a slab or a
Turn it down
And pour it out for my bro
And pass me another one so I can pour out a mo'
than osmium
Cleaner than wax
I'm slick as
Swingin' my lac
The Franklin's you foldin'
We tryin' to those
Before you play the
You learn how to act, hoes!
Swingers and foes
And trunks of pain
Hangers neck and hoes
And flip with and hang
It ain't a
It was and never will
I put on my life
Bun B forever

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

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 feel the in yo veins
Could it be from Bun B or that boy Wayne

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

It's getting brick and you starting to feel a
And the temperature's down
get you some sleeves
And you best'a get you G's
Fore you your control
And we turn your whole neighborhood the north pole

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

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