Luyện nghe bài hát Did It Again (Remix)

[Hook: Jay
Came up on some
the sweater, Truey the pants
He did it
Damn I did it again, that boy shitted again
again, that 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 just another bitch? yup
And she did one hundred tricks, damn
She a lil bitch
Smoking dope, hide the out the whip
full of grams, other hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them

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

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

1: Jay Critch]
I seen that from afar
I go to work for bands, see the scars
My make you dance with the stars
my pockets, I'm living large
McQueen on the scarf
My shooters come out after
I been 730 from the
It's KD, yeah that young boy go
I through it all in designer
These bitches on me piranhas
My bitch a G, she'll ya
They like goddamn you find her
Ass so fat climb her
Ass so fat gotta her
I'ma fuck girl then go rewind her
I got hoes poppin' up reminders
Niggas up like a binder
Ain't no holding up, I'm on
I be ballin' out,
I be boolin' out recliners
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
With ho we got nothing to talk about
I'ma hit it tell her to walk it out
I talk to this guap when I'm talking now
All my niggas keep yops and we around
All my niggas talkin' digits
Baby I talk it, I it
How he ballin', girl he moving his
Told Vic up with some bitches
Got the in my cup, got a couple lil sluts
They do it for the buzz
I know she gon' it up

[Hook: Jay
up on some bands
Balmain the sweater, Truey the
He did it
Damn I did it again, damn that boy again
Juuging again, that boy 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 another bitch? yup
And she did one hundred tricks, damn
She a lil bitch
Smoking dope, hide the breeze out the
Bitch I'm weed in the six
Some of my niggas bloods, some of 'em

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

[Verse 2: Rich The
Bitch I be ballin' Mike and them
Way too much Act, get a for him
Fuck her one time, bought the ho a
I'm breaking her off, tell her her friends
Fuck up a check, I got
You mad cause your is empty
Brooklyn, up in a Bentley
She me up and I bust on her titty
The roof missing again
Racks on me, walk with a ten
They hating on you, they don't you to win
forever, we done 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 hit another lick? damn
Did he just run off your shit? damn
Did he just pull up in a whip?
Did he fuck another bitch? yup
And she just did one tricks, damn
She a lil bitch
Smoking dope, hide the breeze out the
I'm smoking weed in the six
Some of my niggas bloods, of 'em crips

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