Luyện nghe bài hát Did It Again

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

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

[Verse 1: Jay
I seen that cash from
I go to work for them bands, see the
My make you dance with the stars
Supersize my pockets, I'm living
McQueen on the scarf
My shooters come out after
I 730 from the start
It's KD, yeah young boy go hard
I through it all in designer
These bitches on me piranhas
My bitch a G, she'll ya
They like goddamn where you her
Ass so fat climb her
Ass so fat gotta her
I'ma fuck girl then go rewind her
I got hoes up like reminders
Niggas folding up like a
Ain't no up, I'm on fire
I be ballin' out,
I be boolin' out like
We gon' shoot it out when we ya
I'ma stack it up like a
stack it up like the diner
No I stack it up like the waffle
this ho we got nothing to talk about
I'ma hit it tell her to walk it out
I wanna talk to guap when I'm talking now
All my niggas keep yops and we walk
All my talkin' them digits
I talk it, I live it
How he ballin', he moving his pivot
Told Vic pull up with some
Got the in my cup, got a couple lil sluts
They gon' do it for the
I know she gon' it up

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

Jay Critch]
Wear the like a Nike check
I be ballin' Mike and them
I got two TECs like I the ref
Pussy boy know it's on for him
Hand full of grams, other full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand of them bands

2: Rich 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 breaking her off, tell her her friends
up a check, I got plenty
You mad cause pockets is empty
Brooklyn, pull up in a
She me up and I bust on her titty
The roof went again
Racks on me, walk with a ten
hating on you, they don't want you to win
Rich forever, we done did it

[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, boy juuging again
Did he just hit another lick?
Did he just run off with your damn
Did he just pull up in a damn
Did he just fuck another yup
And she just did one hundred tricks,
She a lil bitch
dope out the breeze, out the whip
Bitch I'm weed in the six
Some of my niggas bloods, of 'em crips

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