Luyện nghe bài hát Do It To Em

I come creeping through your hood with that gun on my waist
Tell me what's the procedure when gun in your face
We didn't for no talkin' we just out here gettin' money
Out here fucking these hoes my youngins servin' them
I got partners smoke, I got bitches that sniff
I got killers and goons, and they all with the
them boys to your home, if you play with my chips
They gon' come in shoot them choppas bullet shoot through bricks
Come in shoot up house, come and spray up your whip
I money my nigga, save them games for your bitch
you out on the town, then you shit outta luck
I don't play in Milwaukee, but I been my buck, hold up

I see ya got haters, yeah money a do it
Shawty do some stands for some change, a money do it
If I want a dead, yeah money a do it
If I want it I'ma get it, I got to do it

I see ya got some haters, yeah a do it
Shawty do some stands for some change, a money do it
If I want a nigga dead, money a do it
If I want it I'ma get it, I got to do it

Take your bitch home then I'm all up in pussy
Old school pimpin' she fuckin' with no rookie
Juicy J be than a fan on a ho
Watch me take her out the club, and drop some bands on that ho (Bandz a her dance)
Buy that bitch a bag, buy that some heels
I her caked up nigga that's a happy meal
of codeine in my Styrofoam cup
I can a church girl into a stone cold slut
Bad red bone, puttin' on the
No I'm not gon' her cuz she errbody ho
Fuckin' them broke niggas, so what is you thinkin'?
to get your mind right, bitch, and come get these Franklins

I see ya got some haters, money a do it
Shawty do some for some change, yeah a money do it
If I want a dead, yeah money a do it
If I want it get it, I got money to do it

I see ya got haters, yeah money a do it
Shawty do some stands for some change, yeah a do it
If I want a nigga dead, money a do it
If I want it get it, I got money to do it

Fuck don't want to go to war
Got a AK and a snub
Shut em up, he talkin'
With a ski mask on, and I'm shit
Kick in the door, and I leave 'em
With a aim so precise, two to the head
One for the money, two for the
Lord forgive, but I mean I said
All in your house, and I'm for dope
'Cause I got to get or else no hope
And Juicy J throw with some Taylors on the
believe a pimp nigga ain't goin broke
Ride in the car with a in the trunk
Three niggas deep, and we rollin' up a
to Mississippi, sweatin' off a pilly
Crazy as hell, you gotta kill me
You niggas don't, wanna die, chest out, and they acting
Calico, and a 45, hollow tips, that pull
it G, my G
Or you could your makers, body count stackin'
I was in Jamaica, with
I be flyin' by bitin' down I'm flying
ass niggas gotta die
If they mad then let them try
I could a door, or I could snatch a nigga
My niggas ridin' with me, and they yellin' let's a nigga
North fool strapped up with a tool
Police pulled me over play it cool
I ain't going to (No sir)
I shoot and I run, how a nigga post bail