Luyện nghe bài hát Do the Damn Thing

Look, I can see them stuntin'
To this right now, not now, but now
Yea, yea, ch-ch-yea, look,
Look, lo-lo-look, look,

It's no love for the side, fuck all the tricks
Pop the glove on the other side, buck the bricks
Birds how a brother ride, truckin' it sick
I'm heard of on the southern side, I through it quick

I one of them boys since way back when
This is way before a nigga gray plaques in
So if I Mac-10's, bet you niggas lay back then
Like you sittin' in a Benz

Yea I crack grins but ain't a damn thing funny
I keep a pocket fulla, do the damn money
I it comin' with bottles of champagne dunny
So keep it bouncin' till you a hamstring honey

These pimps just have a Gothic for me
I got them hoes starin' like they got a problem me
I got boys slingin' rocks in the lobby for me
I'm rich bitch, ballin' a hobby for me

I got a full of money and my wrist all froze
So what you heard, we don't love them hoes
Hey, do the thang, oh do the damn thang

A nigga might but it ain't still funny
Got a fulla that, do the damn thang money
Hey, do the damn thang, oh do the thang

My phone is tapped and so is my livin'
We can't the money here, we need a bigger room
Let me show you I stand fo'
Jesus Schwarzenegger, call me

On that Remy Martin, nigga matter of
I ain't Fat Joe but I can make 'em lean
Save your ammo, don't it
Got him dodgin' like he in the matrix

Jeans strapped and ya dip
Carvin' 15, got six
Pillsbury nigga, got a lotta
Call me Boston George, got a lotta

They place orders, so I cakes
I'm a bodybuilder, pump a weight
You see the in my damn chain
It hard to tell, I do the damn thang

I got a pocket full of money and my wrist all
So fuck what you heard, we love them hoes
Hey, do the damn thang, oh do the thang

A nigga might grin but it ain't still
Got a fulla that, do the damn thang money
Hey, do the thang, oh do the damn thang

You waitin' instead of participatin' with boys
You skatin' on them 22, like them boys
I'm hatin' that they communicatin' with them
I'm waitin' just to send them to Satan for shit

They see a nigga stones look sick and I stack
Of singles in my hand, that's phone booth
'Cuz I'm so hood rich that I'm no good
And if she gotta pimp then a hoe should switch

And get ridda that shit spitta, get wit her, gitter
Sit wit her, hit spitter, that bitch chitter
My style fit with her, I her you don went left
Now you to go right like a switch hitta

I them tricks bitter when I'm in the six with her
So I'm in a mix with her, forty four six her
And I'm higher than a
But a try then he gon' die in this motherfucker

I got a pocket full of and my wrist all froze
So fuck you heard, we don't love them hoes
Hey, do the thang, oh do the damn thang

A nigga might grin but it ain't still
Got a pocket fulla that, do the damn money
Hey, do the damn thang, oh do the damn