Luyện nghe bài hát Do the Damn Thing

Look, I can see them niggas
To right 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 on the other 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 them since way back when
is way before a nigga brought gray plaques in
So if I spray Mac-10's, bet you lay back then
Like you sittin' in a Maybach

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

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

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 thang

A nigga might grin but it ain't funny
Got a pocket that, do the damn thang money
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 a bigger room
Let me show you I stand fo'
Schwarzenegger, call me commando

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And get that shit spitta, get wit her, shit gitter
Sit wit her, hit spitter, that bitch chitter
My style fit her, I tell her you don went left
Now you need to go like a switch hitta

I them tricks 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 die in this motherfucker

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

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