Luyện nghe bài hát Do U

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

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

All y'all on X, y'all keep 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 bop ock, you silly pop, Jiffy Pop
Fuck son, I'll blow ya face up with fifty shots
Sharp darts, and it pop, pop tarts
Extreme [Incomprehensible] like anakin inside the pod

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

I culture boys who be drunk, buggin'
Lovin' loud noise toys, club thuggin', huggin'
Sweet chocolate deluxe, rugged, sexy
That don't give a fuck about the cop in the

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

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

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

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

it logical, no games, straight up about Prodigal
Diabolic and I run from none
one, give my life before my only son
Thelonious crumbs, why they wanna me for guns?

Now I'm in the face of the judge, case thug
From a laced based on drugs, some made slugs
As it was written, stroll through any block
Glock hidden, why they 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 jams in the produced the spark
Made me feel words how I books in the dark
I always it to heart, loved the art
A lifetime of darts crews apart

Made their stay real short, I stamped the
Couldn't bring through no shit of no sort
I walked the challengin' the best that stood
Torch metal mics, they conduct better than

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

Keep a rhythmic pace, great balance
Movin' in steps of of silence
Normal as the slope steepens
Niggaz wanna light up there's gas leakin'