Luyện nghe bài hát Do It To Em

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

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

Take bitch home then I'm all up in that pussy
Old school pimpin' she fuckin' with no rookie
J be cooler than a fan on a ho
Watch me her out the club, and drop some bands on that ho (Bandz a make her dance)
Buy that a bag, buy that bitch some heels
I keep her caked up nigga that's a happy
Full of codeine in my cup
I can turn a church girl into a stone slut
Bad red bone, puttin' on the
No I'm not gon' wife her cuz she 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 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 some haters, yeah 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

Fuck niggas don't to go to war
Got a AK and a nose
em up, he talkin' shit
With a ski on, and I'm poppin' shit
in the door, and I leave 'em dead
With a aim so precise, two shots to the
One for the money, two for the
Lord forgive, but I mean I said
All in your house, and I'm for dope
I got to get paid or else no hope
And Juicy J throw with some Taylors on the
Best believe a nigga ain't goin broke
Ride in the car with a body in the
Three niggas deep, and we up a blunt
Straight to Mississippi, off a pilly
Crazy as hell, you niggas gotta me
You niggas don't, wanna die, out, and they acting hard
Calico, and a 45, tips, that pull apart
it G, my G
Or you could meet your makers, body count
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 kick a door, or I snatch a nigga
My niggas ridin' with me, and yellin' let's crack a nigga
North Memphis fool strapped up a tool
Police pulled me over I'ma it cool
I ain't going to (No sir)
I shoot and I run, how a nigga post bail