Luyện nghe bài hát Did It Again

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

Jay Critch]
Wear the like a Nike check
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 hand full of them
Hand of grams, other hand full of them bands

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

[Verse 1: Jay
I seen that cash afar
I go to work for them bands, see the
My make you dance with the stars
Supersize my pockets, I'm living
McQueen gold on the
My shooters come out after
I been 730 from the
It's KD, yeah that boy go hard
I came through it all in
These bitches on me piranhas
My bitch a G, align ya
like goddamn where you find her
Ass so fat climb her
Ass so fat climb her
I'ma fuck that girl 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 a diner
I'ma stack it up 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 this guap when I'm now
All my niggas keep yops and we around
All my niggas talkin' digits
Baby I it, I live it
How he ballin', he moving his pivot
Told Vic pull up some bitches
Got the Henny in my cup, got a couple lil
gon' do it for the buzz
I she gon' give it up

[Hook: Jay
Came up on some
Balmain the sweater, the pants
He did it
Damn I did it again, damn that boy shitted
again, that boy juuging again
Did he hit another lick? damn
Did he just run off with shit? 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
Smoking out the breeze, out the whip
Bitch I'm smoking in the six
Some of my niggas bloods, of 'em crips

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

2: Rich The Kid]
Bitch I be ballin' Mike and them
Way too Act, get a Sprite for him
Fuck her one time, bought the ho a
I'm breaking her off, tell her bring her
up a check, I got plenty
You mad your pockets is empty
Brooklyn, up in a Bentley
She suckin' me up and I on her titty
The went missing again
on me, walk around with a ten
They hating on you, they want you to win
Rich forever, we done did it

Jay Critch]
Came up on bands
Balmain the sweater, the pants
He did it
I did it again, damn that boy shitted again
Juuging again, boy juuging again
Did he just hit lick? damn
Did he just run off your shit? damn
Did he just up in a whip? damn
Did he just fuck another yup
And she did one hundred tricks, damn
She a lil bitch
Smoking out the breeze, out the whip
I'm smoking weed in the six
Some of my bloods, some of 'em crips

Jay Critch]
Wear the Balmain a Nike 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 hand full of bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of bands