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, damn that boy shitted
Juuging again, that boy juuging
Did he just hit another lick?
Did he run off with your shit? damn
Did he just up in a whip? damn
Did he just fuck bitch? yup
And she just did one tricks, damn
She a lil bitch
Smoking dope, hide the breeze out the
Hand of grams, other hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, hand full of them bands

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

[Post-Hook: Jay
Wear the like a Nike Tech
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, hand full of them bands
Hand of grams, other hand full of them bands

1: Jay Critch]
I seen cash from afar
I go to work for them bands, see the
My weed make you dance the stars
Supersize my pockets, I'm living
gold on the scarf
My shooters out after dark
I 730 from the start
It's KD, yeah young boy go hard
I came it all in designer
These bitches on me like
My bitch a G, she'll ya
They like goddamn where you her
Ass so fat gotta her
Ass so fat gotta her
I'ma fuck that then go rewind her
I got hoes poppin' up reminders
Niggas up like a binder
Ain't no up, I'm on fire
I be out, 49ers
I be boolin' out like
We gon' it out when we find ya
stack it up like a diner
I'ma stack it up the diner
No I stack it up like the house
With this ho we got nothing to about
I'ma hit it then tell her to it out
I talk to this guap when I'm talking now
All my niggas yops and we walk around
All my niggas talkin' them
Baby I it, I live it
How he ballin', girl he his pivot
Vic pull up with some bitches
Got the in my cup, got a couple lil sluts
gon' do it for the buzz
I she gon' give it up

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, that boy again
Did he just hit lick? damn
Did he just run off your shit? damn
Did he just pull up in a damn
Did he just fuck bitch? yup
And she did one hundred tricks, damn
She a freaky lil
Smoking dope, hide the out the whip
Bitch I'm smoking in the six
Some of my niggas bloods, some of 'em

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

2: Rich The Kid]
Bitch I be ballin' like and them
Way too much Act, get a for him
Fuck her one time, bought the ho a
I'm her off, tell her bring her friends
up a check, I got plenty
You mad cause pockets is empty
Brooklyn, pull up in a
She suckin' me up and I 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 done did it

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