Luyện nghe bài hát Do That S***

Sick when she shit, stop when block shit
Never try to run when she pull the cock shit
Stop, drop, shut 'em down open up shit
Got 'em goin' crazy, wonderin' they could cop shit

lady, Ruff Ryder, honey got the hot shit
Star-bound, money now, for jet-black shit
Eve guarantee, niggaz wanna pop this
Little kids be behind me screamin' out, "Can you Miss?"

I they daddy's fiendin', daydreamin' bout me topless
Real bitches while they ride around and knock my shit
Try not to move ya head, on now, stop it
Hustle nigga betty take quicker than coke profit

'Cuz I can it, and put
on bitch, brick on brick, stich on stich, who you fuckin' wit?
Not me, can't a or bitch stop me
You mothafuckas line up for your first copy

fuckin' with the right ones, uhh
Role it up and lite some, uhh
Where my with the big guns?
And when you that shit it's like, whoa, whoa

Y'all fuckin' with the ones, uhh
it up and just lite some, uhh
Where my bitches that ones?
And you smoke that shit it's like, whoa, whoa

Uh, yo start the beef, hold up, ran we rolled up
Tough guy, try ya luck? Betcha' fold up
Ask partner, got this whole shit sewed up
Gotcha' like, "Man I wanna blow up"

Cowards make me sick, swear to god I wanna
Answer in a session me? You better flow tough
Offended? Don't agree with what I'm nigga? So what?
Now I gotta teach you respect, you slow up

Question, 'Can she really hold it down?' Sure
Philly's she from, but when she smoke, she like to go Dutch
You know what? Quick to take the next man
Quick to make him start bitchin' make the man whine

Fuckin babies!! Go ahead and lay down, nap-time
Same you spittin', heard it in your last rhyme
Ain't to much thatchu' could do, so that'chure could pass mine
Career fineto, here's dough, go watch a peep show

fuckin' with the right ones, uhh
Role it up and just some, uhh
Where my with the big guns?
And you smoke that shit it's like, whoa, whoa

fuckin' with the right ones, uhh
Role it up and lite some, uhh
Where my bitches take ones?
And when you smoke that shit like, whoa, whoa

What me to crazy, shit, my mom's made me
And all ya'll niggas can do is a paybie
Ain't gonna change, do anything for bricks
Call my to come get you while I pass you in your Range

Nigga ride ya shotgun in the car your friends
And what the you wanna do? But wanna blow out your brains?
Clown, I spot 'em from the time you buy me a
I get a vision of diamond studded links
And full ink minks, and little doggies pink

'Cuz I know ya spend your last, before you even think
If you know somethin', speak the shit, I can keep a
To me, the niggas with the most money, is the
Wanna give me money off the book? you can keep it

That's why they got the most sites, and in the fights
And walk big brolic niggas thats protectin' they life
If you you pussy nigga, take off the ice

fuckin' with the right ones, uhh
Role it up and just some, uhh
Where my niggaz the big guns?
And when you smoke that shit like, whoa, whoa

Y'all with the right ones, uhh
Role it up and just some, uhh
Where my bitches that ones?
And you smoke that shit it's like, whoa, whoa