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 on the other side, buck through 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 since way back when
This is way before a brought gray plaques in
So if I spray Mac-10's, bet you niggas lay back
you sittin' in a Maybach Benz

Yea I made crack grins but a damn thing funny
I keep a fulla, do the damn thang money
I keep it comin' with of champagne dunny
So keep it till you pull a hamstring honey

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

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

A nigga 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

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

On that Remy Martin, matter of fact
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

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

They place orders, so I bake
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 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 nigga might but it ain't still funny
Got a pocket fulla that, do the damn thang
Hey, do the damn thang, oh do the damn

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

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

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

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

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

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