Luyện nghe bài hát Do the Damn Thing

Look, I can see niggas stuntin'
To this right now, not now, but 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 other side, buck the bricks
Birds love how a brother ride, truckin' it
I'm heard of on the southern side, I pluck it quick

I been one of them boys since way 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 damn thang
I keep it comin' bottles of champagne dunny
So keep it till you pull a hamstring honey

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

I got a pocket full of money and my all froze
So fuck you heard, we don't love 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 thang

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

On Remy Martin, nigga matter of fact
I Fat Joe but I can make 'em lean back
Save your ammo, waste it
Got him bullets like he in the matrix

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

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

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

You waitin' instead of participatin' them boys
You skatin' on 22, datin's like them boys
I'm hatin' that they communicatin' with 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
I'm so hood 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 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 six with her
And I'm higher a motherfucker
But a nigga try then he die in this motherfucker

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