Luyện nghe bài hát Do It To Em

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

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

Take your bitch then I'm all up in that pussy
Old school she ain't fuckin' with no rookie
Juicy J be 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 up nigga that's a happy meal
of codeine in my Styrofoam cup
I can turn a church girl a stone cold slut
Bad red bone, puttin' on the
No I'm not gon' wife her cuz she ho
Fuckin' with them niggas, so what is you thinkin'?
Need to get your mind right, bitch, and come get Franklins

I see ya got some haters, 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

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 it I'ma 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 shit
a ski mask on, and I'm poppin' shit
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 what I said
All in your house, and I'm for dope
'Cause I got to get or else no hope
And Juicy J with some Taylors on the boat
Best believe a pimp nigga 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 apart
it G, my G
Or you could meet your makers, body stackin'
I was in Jamaica, alibis
I be flyin' by down I'm flying high
ass niggas gotta die
If they mad then let them try
I could kick a door, or I snatch a nigga
My ridin' with me, and they yellin' let's crack a nigga
North Memphis fool up with a tool
Police pulled me I'ma play it cool
I going to jail (No sir)
I shoot and I run, that's how a post bail