Luyện nghe bài hát Damn Damn

See when I got money I went and got a Mercedes
When I got that Bentley money I went and got Bentley
Now if you ain't me get it don't tell me how to spend it
And yes I know the rules, never marry Givens
Mozzarella bitches
So we me them bitches cheese heads
Lambo leap in that pussy them green bay
Lambo sweet look like sugar on the
And I'm riding cause I'm so UGK
One, two, three way four an' makes eight
Nine times outta' ten its an or a twelve gauge
the 13th that's the day that hell raised
But y'all boys too weak fourteen days
I'm so clean why I be
I be with Ben Frank so much he to look like me
I'm a smoke my cause I don't wanna smoke yours
And I pour four time I pour
Like, was you saying bitch
If you talkin' bout us then you talkin' bout shit!

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

When I got that slab money I put the Remy on
When I got that lac
I candied the
Gotta on my deck
A house or two on my
A couple cars on my
And bitch I'm to wreck
We bout to for Pimp C
So me a bottle
I'm to pop the top on em
a slab or a model
Turn it down
And pour it out for my bro
And pass me one so I can pour out a little mo'
Fresher than
than wax floors
I'm as aluminum
Swingin' my lac
The Franklin's you foldin'
We tryin' to those
Before you play the
You gotta how to act, hoes!
and crank foes
And trunks of pain
Hangers neck and hoes
And flip nuts and hang
It ain't a
It never was and will
I put on my life
Bun B trill

Fuck you all right
at your neck like a fuckin' dog bites
I woke up morning eyes half closed
Looked into the mirror and damn I'm cold
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 damn I'm

Is it the ice in the or the ice in the chains?
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 from Bun B or that boy Lil'

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

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

brr
gun brr
I am a grr
Money brr
C-O-P's
I say I when they say freeze
Yeah!

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