Luyện nghe bài hát Do U

Come on my niggaz, yo, put your guns in your hand
And hold it down towards the
Point all your down towards the floor for a minute
wanna talk to you, yeah, you could hold 'em
Just point 'em down towards the floor for a sec,

We gon' splash like this, all my Digi heads
Yeah, y'all niggaz a little up to the front
Y'all niggaz what I'm talkin' about
Word up, my weed heads I'll play the right for a
Nahmean, it out

All y'all niggaz on X, y'all y'all asses in the back, aright
Check it up, matter of fact, yo, matter of fact we gon'
With this shit like peas in the pot
Straight up Digi, Digi style, up, as we splash you like this

Walk wit a didi bop ock, you pop, Jiffy Pop
Fuck son, I'll blow ya face up with fifty shots
Sharp darts, and it pop, pop tarts
Extreme speed like anakin inside the pod

Headed for the line, watch Bobby cross it
Hoes with the diamonds on your toes, come on and it
I be one of those tall skinny cats with the
that rips through Power-U's and breaks spines

I culture power-tuggin' who be drunk, buggin'
Lovin' loud from toys, club thuggin', huggin'
Sweet chocolate deluxe, rugged, buttercup
That give a fuck about the cop in the club

Or the bouncer with the flashlight, one walked passed,
Some pulled the razor and chopped his ear he was Mad Mike
I the cipher in the corner, teachin' math
And I for one thoughts, a hundred won't last

Because you can't do me, you can't do me
Because you do me, come on

Yo, son, up, yo, yo, I gotta do this
Man, I gotta get money, son
Features in the crowd, appearance like black, I'm
In the background, no sounds, four pound, we hold

bound, seven initials up in the crown
One man's ramblin', they shot him down
Supreme, extreme, lean, keen, machines
All I wanna do is my seed, plus my team

Keep it logical, no games, straight up about
Diabolic drums and I run none
Testimony one, my life before my only son
Thelonious crumbs, why they press me for guns?

Now I'm in the face of the judge, court thug
From a race based on drugs, some made slugs
As it was written, stroll any block forbidden
Glock hidden, why wanna stop precision?

Eighty-five percent of my brothers in prison
And we just keep dyin' it for the love of good
But do you, do you, do

You know those in the park produced the spark
Made me feel words how I read books in the
I always took it to heart, the art
A lifetime of darts crews apart

Made stay real short, I stamped the passport
Couldn't through no wack shit of no sort
I walked the borough challengin' the best stood
Torch metal mics, conduct better than wood

I electrify and only expect to die
Rounded Bed-Stuy, fry
My opponent block, the beat comin' his box
Investment ranker a joke in the stocks

Keep a rhythmic pace, great balance
in steps of unheard of silence
Normal progression as the slope
Niggaz wanna light up when there's gas