Luyện nghe bài hát Did It Again

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

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

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

[Verse 1: Jay
I seen cash from afar
I go to work for bands, see the scars
My weed make you dance the stars
my pockets, I'm living large
McQueen gold on the
My shooters out after dark
I 730 from the start
It's KD, that young boy go hard
I came it all in designer
These on me like piranhas
My a G, she'll align ya
They goddamn where you find her
Ass so fat climb her
Ass so fat gotta her
I'ma fuck that girl then go her
I got poppin' up like reminders
Niggas folding up like a
Ain't no holding up, I'm on
I be ballin' out,
I be boolin' out recliners
We shoot it out when we find ya
I'ma stack it up a diner
stack it up like the diner
No I stack it up like the waffle
With this ho we got to talk about
I'ma hit it then her to walk it out
I wanna talk to guap when I'm talking now
All my keep yops and we walk around
All my talkin' them digits
Baby I talk it, I it
How he ballin', girl he moving his
Told Vic 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

Jay Critch]
Came up on some
Balmain the sweater, the pants
He did it
Damn I did it again, damn that boy shitted
Juuging again, that boy again
Did he just hit lick? damn
Did he just run off with your damn
Did he pull up in a whip? damn
Did he just another bitch? yup
And she just did one tricks, damn
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

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

[Verse 2: The Kid]
Bitch I be like 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 cause your is empty
Brooklyn, pull up in a
She me up and I bust on her titty
The roof missing again
Racks on me, walk around a ten
They on you, they don't want you to win
Rich forever, we did it again

Jay Critch]
Came up on some
the sweater, Truey 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 just run off with shit? damn
Did he pull up in a whip? damn
Did he fuck 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
Some of my niggas bloods, of 'em crips

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