Luyện nghe bài hát Do U Potna

I'm a do me

I'm a do me

You niggas cane
But they pockets
We spendin money, gettin money, nothin in
Chasin a hundred mil, gon let nothin intervene
the hustle busters gon do that by any means
Haters I mean
Put this on
say I start a lot of shit, I say I finish things
Just like dental cream
I go in niggas
And like a limousine, I stretch a out
This ain't what you now you better take a different route
I ain't bitch nigga what is this about
Used to bound you see me oh we dissin now?
Ay stop the music listen dude I get wit you now
But once them sing
know its not a dream
We handle just like
You em sayin that about me, hear I'm sayin this
New orleans niggas in ya face, you wasnt shit
you say you get
30 mil in six years? Forbes put down for 20, that was this year
And get this clear, just between you and me
That was BET not for DTP, I'm doin me

You do you
And I'm do me
You do you
I'm do me

If you
Talkin bout money you talkin bout shit
You wasnt on the waitin list and you ridin in shit
You pick a watch that a 100, then you wasted yo time
If you think you can do me you out yo mutha fuckin
go
These niggas insane, yeah fooled
A half a million car and some house shoes
Call the dealership... like yall me
Then why the you put my engine where my truck be
I'm franklins... I don't need ones
Smoke a pound week like I don't need lungs
Buy em whole sale and retail
I'm talkin seafood... yeah fish
I said I'm so hot... but my house
So many rooms that it look like a high
Speakin of high school... I never that
Works right here... now where da at?

You do you (and what)
And I'm do me (ay)
You do you (and what)
I'm do me (ok)
see how its done
Then me do me (ay)
see how its done
Then me do me (yeah)

I'm the big homie... get use to me
You suckas even close to what I used to be
You imaginary rappers swear to GOD that you a key
While yall swore to me..i know yall street
I gets MONEY... dawg
I leave you stinkin in the trap well thats my grave
I tried to figure if you mel gibs or nas
I know where these rappers got this brave hearts
Cause that yak-up tear apart any size
So you suckas click-clack about wit GOD
You rappers need to stick yo thumb out and a hike
I see man... in a full dike
Fuck what you like... this ain't a blind
You tryna read a blind, you gotta feel yo way
Watch me nigga I'm eat til I'm
I'm mr. cocane now me do me