Luyện nghe bài hát Do the Damn Thing

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My phone is and so is my livin' room
We hide the money here, we need a bigger room
Let me show you what I fo'
Jesus Schwarzenegger, me commando

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

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

They orders, so I bake cakes
I'm a bodybuilder, pump a weight
You see the diamonds in my damn
It ain't hard to tell, I do the damn

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

A nigga might grin but it still funny
Got a pocket fulla that, do the thang money
Hey, do the damn thang, oh do the thang

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

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

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

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

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

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