Luyện nghe bài hát Do the Damn Thing

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

On that Remy Martin, nigga of fact
I ain't Fat Joe but I can 'em lean back
Save your ammo, waste it
Got him dodgin' bullets he in the matrix

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

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

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

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

They see a stones look sick and I gotta stack
Of singles in my hand, that's phone booth
'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 bitch chitter
My fit with her, I tell her you don went left
Now you need to go right like a 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 than a motherfucker
But a try then he gon' die in this motherfucker

I got a pocket 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 still
Got a fulla that, do the damn thang money
Hey, do the damn thang, oh do the thang