Luyện nghe bài hát Damn I'm Cold

See when I got Mercedes money I and got a Mercedes
When I got that Bentley money I 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, marry Robin Givens
Mozzarella bitches
So we call me them bitches heads
Lambo in that pussy like them green bay
Lambo sweet look sugar on the freeway
And I'm riding dirty I'm so UGK
One, two, three way an' four makes eight
times outta' ten its an eleven or a twelve gauge
Friday the 13th the day that hell raised
But boys too weak like fourteen days
I'm so why wouldn't I be
I be Ben Frank so much he startin' to look like me
I'm a smoke my weed I don't wanna smoke yours
And I pour four every I pour
Like, was you saying something
If you talkin' bout us you ain't talkin' bout shit!

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

When I got slab money I put the Remy on blades
When I got lac money
I candied the
Gotta screw on my
A or two on my neck
A cars on my wrist
And I'm ready to wreck
We bout to for Pimp C
So pass me a
I'm to pop the top on em
Like a slab or a
Turn it upside
And it out for my lil' bro
And pass me another one so I can pour out a mo'
Fresher than
Cleaner wax floors
I'm as aluminum
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 trunks of pain
Hangers give neck and
And flip with and hang
It a thang
It never was and will
I put that on my
Bun B trill

you right all right
Going at neck like a fuckin' dog bites
I woke up this morning eyes half
Looked into the mirror and said damn I'm
I'm cold and my hoe
Pimp shit nigga keep 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 the chill 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 couple chains so dang it dang
I swang a thang, lane to lane
Yeah, its getting hot and you to feel the flame
Bun

getting brick and you starting to feel a breeze
And the going down
Best'a get you some
And you get you some G's
Fore you your control
And we turn your neighborhood into the north pole

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

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