Luyện nghe bài hát Damn Damn

See when I got money I went and got a Mercedes
When I got that Bentley I went and got that Bentley
Now if you ain't help me get it tell me how to spend it
And yes I the rules, never marry Robin Givens
over bitches
So we call me them cheese heads
Lambo leap in that pussy like green bay
Lambo look like sugar on the freeway
And I'm riding cause I'm so UGK
One, two, three way four an' four eight
Nine outta' ten its an eleven or a twelve gauge
the 13th that's 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 cause I don't wanna smoke yours
And I pour four every I pour
Like, was you saying bitch
If you bout us then you ain't talkin' bout shit!

I wake up this eyes half closed
And looked in the and say damn I'm cold
I'm cold and my hoes
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 slab money I put the Remy on blades
I got that lac money
I candied the
screw on my deck
A or two on my neck
A couple on my wrist
And bitch I'm ready to
We bout to for Pimp C
So me a bottle
I'm to pop the top on em
Like a or a model
Turn it upside
And it out for my lil' bro
And me another one so I can pour out a little mo'
Fresher osmium
Cleaner than wax
I'm slick as
Swingin' my lac
The you foldin' them
We tryin' to stack
you play the role
You gotta how to act, hoes!
Swingers and foes
And tippin' trunks of
Hangers give and hoes
And flip with and hang
It a thang
It never was and never
I put that on my
Bun B trill

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

Is it the ice in the piece or the ice in the
Is it the ice in the or the ice in the rings?
Or the bracelet, you feel the chill in yo veins
Could it be Bun B or that boy Lil' Wayne

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

It's getting brick and you starting to a breeze
And the temperature's going
Best'a get you sleeves
And you get you some G's
Fore you lose control
And we turn your whole neighborhood the north pole

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 Jerry
And I up this morning eyes half closed
Looked into the mirror 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