Luyện nghe bài hát Do That S***

Sick she rock shit, stop when block shit
try to run when she pull back the cock shit
Stop, drop, 'em down open up shop shit
Got 'em crazy, wonderin' when they could cop shit

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

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

I can double it, and put
Bitch on bitch, brick on brick, stich on stich, who you wit?
Not me, can't a nigga or bitch me
You hatin' mothafuckas line up for your copy

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

What me to talk crazy, shit, my made me
And all ya'll can do is spend a paybie
Ain't gonna never change, do for bricks
Call my celly to get you while I pass you in your Range

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

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

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

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

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