Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Cha Get Mad

You know we gotta do one for all these
Out here sideline hatin', I'm sayin'?
Don't get mad a nigga straight up
Out the paint or the car lot or what not

Feelin' on the scene wit a pocket full of green
I'm sayin'? An' any one of y'all hoes think
A nigga gon' give 'em somethin', I can't give ya
But this dick in ya muthafuckin' mouth an' ya hole

An' you gotta reach me for that, ho'
I ain't for free, bitch
Pay cha muthafuckin' weigh

I pull up in my black fuckin' truck
My rims still spinnin' so you I'm cuttin' up
I'm down the street, bumpin' nothin' but us
I spotted me a freak, she was to catch a buzz

I her what's her name, baby, it could be love
But you know ya boy don't fuck wit but sluts
The ones that money an' stack them bucks
A bank for that cap an' a bank for that

Nigga, I'll tell yo' gal she can on this big ol' dick
An' won't be up 'bout it if she pay her rent to a pimp
An' in the eyes she can be legit, be my bitch
'Coz at the shake jaunt she gotta a trick, get the grip

An' no back talkin' 'coz I call her jack, backhand slap
She come up short wit money, baby, then I wit a strap
She gotta let these hoes know who the shit this
An' you might have to throw some blows
a hit wit the fist

Don't cha, don't cha get mad when I an' I twist
Ridin', ridin' down yo' block, I got my out the window
cha get mad when I swerve an' I twist
I ain't braggin' on myself but I deserve this,

Don't cha get mad when I an' I twist
Ridin', ridin' down yo' block, I got my out the window
Don't cha get mad when I an' I twist
I ain't braggin' on but I deserve this, miss

I'm swervin', I'm from side to side
I got that iron right on my
Them 20 inch wit the yellow stripes
A 'rillo rolled up wit some of that

The 360 turn on the fold down
Turn it all the way around an' it from the front seat
The in the back, get the trunk on rattle
hoes flockin' to my whip thick like cattle

Hey, you better put that in my hand
I was to be a mack, not yo' muh' fuckin' man
You mad I hit cha, ho, me an' her split cha dough
Why you actin' surprised, I know you heard this shit

Me an' Quint, pushin' 'Vettes, smokin' 'dro, no
One tech, two glocks, infra red, no
I clock an' pop collars for a livin'
I'm at World every time I hit Memphis

Don't cha, don't cha get mad when I an' I twist
Ridin', ridin' yo' block, I got my charm out the window
Don't cha get mad when I swerve an' I
I ain't braggin' on but I deserve this, miss

cha get mad when I swerve an' I twist
Ridin', ridin' down yo' block, I got my out the window
cha get mad when I swerve an' I twist
I braggin' on myself but I deserve this, miss