Luyện nghe bài hát Do It To Em

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

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

I see ya got haters, yeah money a do it
Shawty do stands for some change, yeah 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

Take your bitch home I'm all up in that pussy
Old school she ain't fuckin' with no rookie
J be cooler than a fan on a ho
Watch me take her out the club, and drop some on that ho (Bandz a make her dance)
Buy bitch a bag, buy that bitch some heels
I keep her caked up nigga that's a meal
Full of codeine in my cup
I can turn a church girl into a stone slut
Bad red bone, on the show
No I'm not gon' wife her cuz she ho
Fuckin' with them broke niggas, so what is you
Need to get your mind right, bitch, and come get Franklins

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, yeah a do it
If I want it I'ma get it, I got to do it

I see ya got some haters, money a do it
do some stands 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

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