Luyện nghe bài hát Lil Sum Sum

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I'm a professional, pimpin' rational
Worldwide, but national
You betta ask them hoes and ask clothes
Who dat beeds

Talkin' bout she to go
And blow like
off in the lex
Let me see if she it

by so perfect
Gettin' by so
Last I was mackin'
We climbed but you too

DJ play the slow
Sippin' don, bro-ham
Oh damn, smokin'
beeds in my lex-land

Pass the to the next man
Put it out in the next
on my day bew
Now who's them pimps stay true

They do, uh huh, motherfucker we done you
So you can too
It's the pimp laid you
I you see me in the video's

And the radio recognition a center fold
to a nigga bigga flow
It's the hoes the tight shh
They to the right shh

Baby girl, hit lights quick
See would the mic fit, say hello, some
Check 1, check 2, new
And all for you

the AC through the vents
Still with the darker 10
If it don't make dollars then it don't sense
Well, hit the and let me do my limp, uh-huh, uh-huh

girl, where the mob at
You can get where the jobs at
Ho' in ain't the word that
3 men in the cad straight sacks

And their on, now who started that?
Must've a po P
on you P 'cuz a brotha makin' mo' cheese
And I reach to the door like the

Saw me in the club better then I hope is
Do you wanna sex?
Lay in the lex
2 rules in

No stains on the
up with the tex
Just tell me you wanna do
But you a brotha want you

a penny if we want to
Heads or tails on the scale if a brotha fails
I'll be clientele
But I'm back to haunt you

girl, come chill with me
You learn a lot of skills with me
Lay back and be real me
Make money on the

We can dine and
it's supposed to be
What it to me?
'Cuz you still need a man to plans to advance you

Take a chance and you'll too
Uh-huh, mic check, mic check, new
And all for you

the AC through the vents
Still ridin' with the 10
If it don't make dollars then it don't make
Well, hit the beed' and let me do my

I know lookin' for the top notch
take 2 shots, alize just a few drops
Our pimpin nation not to
Get a and amazed when we do shots

Get the digits to my new
Not the old new flaw
Come in pairs like 2
Me and you against the world like

And I hope you got crew locked
Can we to 2 glocks
Why you actin' your too sharp?
In the caddy get you

Better known as A to the fucking K
And um, if it's that he want
no faded, umm
See I'm a pimp and all mine

You dropped man now your all mine
I'ma player so it takes
the purpose let me greet you
Better yet say the name and I'ma you

PHD a see-through
Did he pay? So we
girl, just speak smooth
Haters hate what we do, paper chasing for thee

Well, let me go back to front, front to
In her did I do that?
Get the Philly's and the green the back
Got the good from the breeze and the macks

To the mall and yes, ball, gotta dress
Domp hat the rest
Head and the vest clothes that I
Suppose I put 'em all to the test

But you can be me though
You can learn as we
Spittin' game with a flow
But I never play turn around pretty cheap hoes

CD's, where the go
And I love the way she and collide with her deep throat
Remember me in the C A D I double L we
the ave and the AC's high

You can walk or do you wanna
Get high, you and I,
Mic 1 2, and it's all for you

the AC through the vents
Still with the darker 10
If it don't make dollars then it don't make
Well, hit the beed' and let me do my

Bump the AC through the
Still with the darker 10
If it don't make dollars then it don't sense
Well, hit the and let me do my limp
Mic now

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