Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Da Man

[Verse 1 - Bow
Uh, to my ex-girlfriend on out
Now I'm with my new bitch, knocking her out
Rolling up kush, waitress pass a bottle though
Homie a lot of niggas, keep a couple model hoes
I party hard Charlie Sheen
to Ferraris, and driving
Cash money, young money,
you know i get it popping ask your lady
Selling out the garden I want to like Jay-Z
now, killing em, broad of hoes, filling em
Treat em like sites, you know that I'm drilling them
Half these soft as f-ck, I swear to god they aint fitting in
Me and chris aint green house, in hit
In the buy the bar out
bring the cars out
Hey, where youre coming from Bow? off the movie set
(uhhhh-ohhhh) yeah, theres check
Now haters upset
twice my age aint done what I've done yet
I aint done yet, this just the beginning
Stepping out that G4, some brand new linen fresh
Yes, I'm the mother f-cking
Walking through life, with no
Shit, I aint tripping, no, you know I be
Rico, where you buy that shit, got me wigged
Yeah, my game up, and you play
Do and I dare ya
Rearrange your face, and let some body guard that repair it
I'm the best there is and the there was
Like Bret Hart, paul bart, no bart
My account and my work ethics, thats what setting us apart
game, courtside, me and all my niggas
Kick em out, hands clean, my body guards triggers
My paper on diamonds, your on midgets
F-ck all my enemies who to be telling me
Shit, begging me, screaming there hands out
But I get no hand out, put me in a room and watch me stand out

2 - Chris Brown]
Yeah look, BBC on my head, a nigga, act like a grown up
know you're a pussy, little nigga get your soul up
Niggas say they your friends, bow wizzle, a real nigga
And I'm about to go in, to kill niggas
wanna talk about naked pics
Here, you can shake my hand, you can shake my
june swang low, and my hit the water when I take a piss
I'm talking porno, then I'm outy five, hit the uh
Then I'm blowing like O's
Yeah, in the jacuzzi four hoes
mix a Nuvo with the no doughs
See, gotta pull a all nighter, paper planes, got em high like a sky
Yeah and now im fucking em hood niggas
Red and blue nigga, r&b, so whats nigga
I'm out of line, yup yup, I should, nigga
Try to swing, I dare you, I wish you would
Wow, let me down
All these mad cause I took they shine now
I'm at the top now, aint to climb down
You to give it up, aint 'bout to whine down

[Verse 3 - Bow
Why all up in my B.I
and O, I feel ya
Nowadays so stressed out, cause this business kill ya
We get it, real paper, haters, fuck blogs
Fuck yall, tall, retaliation, sit on yall
Chris is the prince of RnB, me prince of hip hop
We got it on lock, and we on tour, thats more
Counting when I get bored
Tatted up like a fuck
to God its too easy
Yeah, my neck and wrist
or just Bow Weezy
You already know nigga, out to the O nigga
You know I be
Smoke cause of depression, homie aint no question
Get in the business, just put me in to test it

I'm the man in this
Fuck a flow at least a band in this bitch
I'm the man in this
Bout to blow at a hundred bands in this bitch