Luyện nghe bài hát Shine

What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Money
So take it

Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer, Yellow
PT Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims
Drop 'Vette and a platinum Rolls Royce
That's different cars, everyday I got a choice

On my way to up Joyce, she be makin' me moist
Givin' me head while she hummin', she can play with her
And she got nice thighs, a big ass
She could a dick too, make me cum fast

I like them modelin' bitches, I love them bitches
Where hoes headed at, I'm 'bout to follow them bitches
(Let's go)
I know you with your folks, but nigga is broke
You might as well your legs up and let a nigga poke

I'm a show you what it is not to be a shopper
Mama you can have Fendi, mama you can have
All you gotta do is break a off proper
You could be your man, I ain't tryna stop ya

my head down to my shoes
Skirtin' on two's check my baby mamma
Whip Rovers, not I'ma spend it 'til it's gone
Don't know I'm comin' home
Pop X and drank Cris' my is the shit

And the be fire Wayne, ice and change
You can me in an aqua range, squattin' things
With them twenty-two chopper blades
Diamond face, diamond

More colors than the game Simon go, 'hind me
And on forty-fifth she told me "I'm a lez"
And she like too much of dick
But the bombest head, and so I took it anyway

But bitch I got family, don't need your pussy
OK, let's talk about this ice I'm carryin'
All these karats like I'm a fuckin'
Niggas play, I bury them, y'all knowin'

I threw up my arm and bitches thought it started
See I'm a it goin, Big Tymin, you heard's me?
Dog I got cake like everyday my wait, don't think they heard me
I say dog I got like everyday my birthday

From my head down to my
Skirtin' on twenty-two's check my mamma
Rovers, not Hondas I'ma spend it 'til it's gone
Don't know when I'm home
Pop X and Cris' my life is the shit

I'ma Hot Boy, that's brand and top of the line
Ride fly daily, all year 'round I
Ain't a nigga and mama gonna stop me dog
Come on dub-dueces, they jock me dog

Glock cocked for haters block me dog
Catch 'em so low, geezy, don't shock me dog
get the fuck, slide on out the way
And let B.G. ease down the linen

Let the diamonds and the jewelry shit up
piece of jewelry I own, I ice it up
You wanna put your vehicle next to us
'Cause all of our vehicles, we 'em up

television, Dreamcast, DVDs
Nice sounds, buttons, it's
I'm a Cash Money Hot Big nigga
That'll a pinky finger up and blind ya nigga

my head down to my shoes
Skirtin' on twenty two's my baby mamma
Whip Rovers, not Hondas spend it 'til it's gone
Don't when I'm comin' home
Pop X and drank Cris' my life is the

I'm a stunt I die, so you better respect it
whoever try testin' is gonna be restin
I'm a young millionaire, Hot Boy, Lil'
blingin' everyday, plus I got work
(Bling)

Nigga like me in the cut twenty four/seven
stackin' my ends on dubs, twenty four/seven
Every car you you had, we got it, we got it
Bentleys, Hummers and Jags, big bodies, big

Love to floss, no secret
Niggas steady baller block, can't take from us
Young nigga, a life surrounded by ice
Hoes be like, "Damn, them boys, nothin' nice"

They on fire, that be them Hot Boys
You motherfuckin' right, you this not girl?
Better twice, get it right dog
you recognize, we got it on lock for all

From my head to my shoes
Skirtin' on twenty two's check my mamma
Whip Rovers, not Hondas I'ma spend it 'til it's
Don't know when I'm comin'
Pop X and Cris' my life is the shit

From my down to my shoes
Skirtin' on twenty two's my baby mamma
Whip Rovers, not Hondas I'ma spend it 'til gone
Don't know when I'm home
Pop X and Cris' my life is the shit

Uhh, uhh, uhh huh uh
(Oh shit)
2001, my life is the shit, why?
(Lemme see that)
I'm representing, I'ma it
(Bling)

As long as they make that shit break that shit
Ya me? It's like that; believe that
This year; it I said it befo' and I meant it
I'm me a city, New Mannie, Louisiana ya biatch you, ohh