Luyện nghe bài hát Do It To Em

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

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

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

I see ya got some haters, 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 it I'ma get it, I got money 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 a nigga 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
With a ski mask on, and I'm 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 mean I said
All in house, and I'm looking for dope
'Cause I got to get paid or else no
And Juicy J throw with Taylors on the boat
Best believe a pimp ain't goin broke
Ride in the car with a in the trunk
Three niggas deep, and we rollin' up a
Straight to Mississippi, sweatin' off a
Crazy as hell, you niggas gotta me
You niggas don't, wanna die, chest out, and they hard
Calico, and a 45, tips, that pull apart
it G, my G
Or you could meet your makers, body stackin'
I was in Jamaica, with
I be flyin' by bitin' down I'm high
Hatin' ass gotta die
If mad then I'ma let them try
I could a door, or I could snatch a nigga
My niggas with me, and they yellin' let's crack a nigga
North Memphis fool strapped up a tool
Police pulled me I'ma play it cool
I ain't to jail (No sir)
I shoot and I run, that's how a post bail