Luyện nghe bài hát Ching Ching

Ba da, ba ba, ching, ching,ching
Ba da, ba ba ba, ching,
What the money that I spent up today?
Ba da, ba ba, ching, ching,
Ba da, ba ba ba, ching,
about the money that I spent up today?

Ba da, ba ba, ching, ching,
Ba da, ba ba ba, ching,
What about the money I spent up today?
Ba da, ba ba, ching, ching,
Ba da, ba ba ba, ching,
about the money that I spent up today?

Tim took you from ghetto to class, how to your glass
To Fendi's to bags, for holdin' cash
People was seein' you pass, like right through the
I you the private, ounce wit the gates

Thinkin' that stuff make me faint, just real fast
Cougars in the grass, same cat on your Jag
Why your keepin' tabs, and callin' me for
It cost every minute and you I'm on tour

And I'm deeply committed, although I'm
Sometimes while hittin' it ,different would slip
If I been wit a chick, check me
Your complexion switched, honey you on trips

But you appreciate this, till your back in the Jetta
No iceberg you own, Angelica's sweaters
If the steaks ain't T-Bone, you ain't fed
Hun tonight is bet burgers, no cheese on the
And I say

about my ching, ching, ching?
What my bling, bling ,bling?
about the money that I spent up today?
What his ching, ching, ching?
What about his bling, bling,
What about his money I spent up today?

What my ching, ching, ching?
about my bling, bling, bling?
What about the money I spent up today?
What about his ching, ching,
What his bling, bling, bling?
What about his money that I spent up

Boy you act like I need ya, down wit amnesia
Ran to in the meters, nuttin' but hate in between us
Now you come poppin' this shit, I made you rich
you to Cris, flipped and secured your bricks

Even though them ain't mine, let 'em call me mami
I deserve them dollars, trip to the Bahamas and Porsche
I washed clothes, put up wit your hoes
Never up yo dough, put the G in ya glow

So what you sweatin' me fo', I promoted tours
I was them fours, run in and outta them stores
I cleaned up spot, poured your brandy and scotch
blades to the rocks, even lied to the cops

Played wife and your mother, cousin, sister and brother
Accountant lawyer and lover, I'm through dealin' wit
Shuttin' and lockin' the door, bout to the score
You wastin' my time, boy, but about mine boy

What about your ching, ching,
What about your bling, bling,
So what you up all your money today?
What about your ching, ching,
What about bling, bling, bling?
So what you up all your money today?

about your ching, ching, ching?
What about your bling, bling,
So what you up all your money today?
What about ching, ching, ching?
What your bling, bling, bling?
So what you up all your money today?

Boy ain't everything, married minus the ring
Coach, mink, coats, cruises on ships and boats
I gave you way more, can't there 'bout all bulls
Since day one it was ours it never was

Uh, look at the picture, study the ghetto scripture
Held back when you was broke frontin' 'cuz now you richer
No frontin' in that there, Ms. Jade is
talkin' I'm through, my lawyer will be callin' you

All this money that he's spendin', you owe me
I wanna tell him it's not his money, he me to go away, baby
Wish only give me a chance to show him that I'm alive
I'm gonna be and you need peace and tender all up in his life
Yeah, yeah,

What my ching, ching, ching?
about my bling, bling, bling?
What about the money that I up today?
What my ching, ching, ching?
about my bling, bling, bling?
What about the that I spent up today?

What my ching, ching, ching?
What my bling, bling, bling?
What about the that I spent up today?
about my ching, ching, ching?
What my bling, bling, bling?
What about the money that I up today?