Luyện nghe bài hát Do It Big

Yeah, turn the mic
ATL
Yeah yeah, the mic
I'm makin' this money, drivin' me crazy
I'm fuckin' these bitches, drivin' me crazy
chains on me
Ten on me
yeah

I'm in the studio my Cali nigga
In the house, kickin' bales with Bali's nigga
In the nineties nigga, we was colors with rallies nigga
In my hood I was sellin' in alleys nigga
You finesse me, I'm a mathematician
Done two hundred million, I'm in the right position
I'm in my own lane, so no competition
I gotta thank God I been to prison (Young Scooter)
I got away with murder, forgive me for all my
I'm doin' it for my kids, I'ma winnin' (count up)
My son 11 years old, already talkin'
By the time he 18, he own his own

I'm doin' it for my kids, it for my kids (BMFBG)
I gotta do it big, do it big
I'm it for my kids, doin' it for my kids
I gotta do it big, do it big
I'm it for my son, and my fuckin' daughter
Black Amigo Scooter had a father
Juugin' in these dirty streets, yeah it me smarter
Gotta stay from them niggas with them fed charges

I ain't give a damn what my daddy
My mama had the plug and I was there
Elementary school, and was a hustler
I was in middle school and servin' customers
is real talk, ain't nobody gon' fuck with us
I got Lil with me, and he ready to touch you up
I used to be broke but, now a rich as fuck
The ain't safe boy, you better keep you a pistol tucked
I got pounds, got bricks, I got ice
When the trap get hot, on a flight
To this money I got married, my wife
Everyday I'm nigga, that's my life
My lil cousin fought and they gave him life
Jugg house, make over fifty a night
No flaws, sellin' weed for the of my life
HNIC and BMG and for life

I made the Rollie big dawg lingo
Roll the hood, let the kids yell bingo
Ten gold rings on my fingers, just Deion
All red Mulsanne, bust the brain on a
Money, mo' money, mo' money, I think it went to the head
Tatted my neck and my stomach, I'm to go tat up my legs
They the cut in the Actavis, now we gon' drink up the red
I copped me a Lambo, I pulled off, I pulled off the head
Yeah, the Maybach got Maybach covers, a nap in the bed
Yeah, I count a few up and talk to my niggas in feds
Yeah, put em on FaceTime, let 'em see I hit
Yeah, let 'em see all of my chains and look at my wrist, yeah

I'm doin' it for my kids, it for my kids (BMFBG)
I do it big, gotta do it big
I'm doin' it for my kids, it for my kids
I do it big, gotta do it big
I'm it for my son, and my fuckin' daughter
Black Amigo Scooter had a father
Juugin' in these dirty streets, yeah it made me
stay away from them niggas with them fed charges

I'm makin' this money, drivin' me crazy
I'm fuckin' these bitches, drivin' me crazy
Thirty on me
10 on me
(Y'all fufu, goofy)