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 love how a ride, truckin' it sick
I'm of on the southern side, I pluck through it quick

I been one of them boys since way 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 made crack grins but a damn thing funny
I a pocket fulla, do the damn thang money
I keep it comin' with of champagne dunny
So keep it bouncin' till you pull a hamstring

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

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

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

My phone is tapped and so is my room
We can't hide the money here, we a bigger room
Let me show you what I fo'
Schwarzenegger, call me commando

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

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

place orders, so I bake cakes
I'm a bodybuilder, pump a lotta
You see the in my damn chain
It ain't hard to tell, I do the thang

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

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

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

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

And get ridda that spitta, get wit her, shit gitter
Sit wit her, hit spitter, that don't chitter
My style fit with her, I her you don went left
Now you need to go right a switch hitta

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

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

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