Luyện nghe bài hát Did It Again

[Hook: Jay
Came up on some
Balmain the sweater, the pants
He did it
Damn I did it again, damn boy shitted again
Juuging again, boy juuging again
Did he just hit another lick?
Did he run off with your shit? damn
Did he just up in a whip? damn
Did he just another bitch? yup
And she did one hundred tricks, damn
She a freaky lil
Smoking out the breeze, out the whip
Hand full of grams, other hand of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of bands

[Post-Hook: Jay
Wear the like a Nike check
I be ballin' Mike and them
I got two like I fight the ref
Pussy boy know it's on for him
Hand full of grams, hand full of them bands
full of grams, other hand full of them bands

[Post-Hook: Jay
Wear the Balmain a Nike check
I be ballin' like Mike and
I got two TECs like I the ref
Pussy boy know on sight for him
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them
Hand full of grams, other full of them bands

1: Jay Critch]
I that cash from afar
I go to for them bands, see the scars
My weed make you dance the stars
my pockets, I'm living large
McQueen on the scarf
My shooters come out dark
I been 730 the start
KD, yeah that young boy go hard
I came through it all in
These on me like piranhas
My bitch a G, she'll ya
like goddamn where you find her
Ass so fat gotta her
Ass so fat gotta her
I'ma that girl then go rewind her
I got hoes poppin' up like
Niggas up like a binder
Ain't no holding up, I'm on
I be out, 49ers
I be boolin' out like
We gon' it out when we find ya
I'ma stack it up like a
I'ma stack it up like the
No I it up like the waffle house
this ho we got nothing to talk about
I'ma hit it then tell her to it out
I wanna to this guap when I'm talking now
All my niggas keep and we walk around
All my niggas talkin' digits
Baby I talk it, I it
How he ballin', girl he his pivot
Told Vic pull up with some
Got the in my cup, got a couple lil sluts
They do it for the buzz
I she gon' give it up

[Hook: Jay
Came up on bands
the sweater, Truey the pants
He did it
Damn I did it again, damn that boy shitted
Juuging again, that boy again
Did he hit another lick? damn
Did he just run off with your shit?
Did he just pull up in a whip?
Did he just another bitch? yup
And she just did one tricks, damn
She a freaky lil
dope out the breeze, out the whip
Bitch I'm weed in the six
of my niggas bloods, some of 'em crips

[Post-Hook: Jay
Wear the Balmain like a check
I be ballin' like and them
I got two TECs like I the ref
boy know it's on sight for him
Hand full of grams, other full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand of them bands

[Verse 2: The Kid]
Bitch I be ballin' like Mike and
Way too much Act, get a for him
her one time, bought the ho a Benz
I'm her off, tell her bring her friends
up a check, I got plenty
You mad cause pockets is empty
Brooklyn, pull up in a
She suckin' me up and I on her titty
The went missing again
Racks on me, around with a ten
They hating on you, they want you to win
forever, we done did it again

[Hook: Jay
Came up on some
Balmain the sweater, Truey the
He did it
Damn I did it again, damn that boy shitted
Juuging again, boy juuging again
Did he just hit another lick?
Did he run off with your shit? damn
Did he pull up in a whip? damn
Did he just fuck another yup
And she just did one tricks, damn
She a lil bitch
dope out the breeze, out the whip
Bitch I'm smoking in the six
Some of my niggas bloods, some of 'em

[Post-Hook: Jay
Wear the Balmain a Nike check
I be like Mike and them
I got two TECs I fight the ref
Pussy boy know it's on for him
Hand full of grams, hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand of them bands