Luyện nghe bài hát Do My

Turn that motherfucker
the Roc in this motherfucker, biotch
Oh yeah, bounce, uh uh,
Yeah, yeah bounce, on
Oh come, on bounce, on

Do my ladies run this
Yeah, yeah, on
Or do my thugs run this
Yeah, yeah, on

Do my ladies run it fat asses and flat
a hand in the air if it's the year of the woman
Or my dogs run it, let 'em know that you're still
Throw a in the air let 'em know you still thuggin'

Yo I come through, few of my
Scoop you and your
You, you, and you with the
In jeans, Chinese eyes

Indian hair, girl ass
Let me you a glass of Belvi
Tell me all about your
Let me console your soul I palm your ass

And your man did what? He give you?
He cheated with her, I can't duke
I tell you this though get with this
I'll you about dough and show you what this do

It's a secret society, all we ask is but I don't freeze bitches
Just skeeze bitches break up happy
seize misses you'll never get her back once you get a yacht
How you love How you love that?

Do my run this motherfucker?
Yeah, yeah, on
Or do my run this motherfucker?
Yeah, yeah, on

Do my run it fat asses and flat stomachs
Throw a hand in the air if it's the year of the
Or my dogs run it, let 'em know that you're gunnin'
Throw a drink in the air let 'em know you still

Ay, yo back woods rollin', rap you can't 'em
ROC gear matchin' crews is chillin', Murda is chillin'
What can I say? We still killin' 'em
we still dealin' 'em, four wheels, we wheelin' them

Chicks like I'm him, yeah ma okay
Black jeans and Timberlands, give them adrenaline
Ladies know the difference between niggas and us
We the R-O-C and we don't
They don't make a gun we don't pop

Matter fact they make a car that we don't drop
Thought you knew they don't make jewels that we cop
What you knew? You actin' like the ROC hot
Or the car that I cop missin' a top

And even if they don't make drops kind
I da roof off like I'm Busta Rhymes motherfucker

Do my ladies run motherfucker?
Yeah, yeah, on
Or do my run this motherfucker?
Yeah, yeah, yeah on

Do my ladies run it fat asses and flat
a hand in the air if it's the year of the woman
Or my run it, let 'em know that you're still gunnin'
Throw a drink in the air let 'em know you thuggin'

Do my run this motherfucker?

Or do my run this motherfucker?
Uh-huh, okay,
on, come on

It's the R O C, we don't
R O C, we don't
R O C, we stop
Uh Bleek, the understanding niggas
Get mind right, ha ha