Luyện nghe bài hát Did It Again

[Hook: Jay
Came up on some
the sweater, Truey the pants
He did it
Damn I did it again, that boy shitted again
Juuging again, that boy again
Did he just hit another 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 tricks, damn
She a lil bitch
dope out the breeze, out the whip
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them

[Post-Hook: Jay
Wear the Balmain like a check
I be like 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
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 it's on for him
Hand full of grams, hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand of them bands

[Verse 1: Jay
I seen that cash from
I go to work for them bands, see the
My weed you dance with the stars
Supersize my pockets, I'm large
McQueen gold on the
My shooters come out after
I been 730 the start
It's KD, yeah young boy go hard
I came it all in designer
These on me like piranhas
My a G, she'll align ya
They like where you find her
Ass so fat gotta her
Ass so fat climb her
fuck that girl then go rewind her
I got hoes poppin' up like
Niggas folding up a binder
Ain't no holding up, I'm on
I be out, 49ers
I be out like recliners
We gon' it out when we find ya
I'ma stack it up a diner
I'ma it up like the diner
No I it up like the waffle house
With this ho we got to talk about
I'ma hit it then tell her to it out
I wanna talk to this when I'm talking now
All my keep yops and we walk around
All my niggas talkin' digits
I talk it, I live it
How he ballin', girl he moving his
Vic pull up with 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
up on some bands
Balmain the sweater, the pants
He did it
Damn I did it again, damn boy shitted again
again, that boy juuging again
Did he just hit another damn
Did he just run off with your damn
Did he pull up in a whip? damn
Did he just fuck bitch? yup
And she did one hundred tricks, damn
She a freaky lil
dope out the breeze, out the whip
Bitch I'm smoking in the six
of my niggas bloods, some of 'em crips

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

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

[Hook: Jay
Came up on some
the sweater, Truey the pants
He did it
Damn I did it again, damn that boy again
Juuging again, boy juuging again
Did he just hit another lick?
Did he just run off with 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 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 it's on for him
Hand full of grams, other hand of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them