Luyện nghe bài hát Do What U Gotta

Yeah, I ride til I blew wit the case, through the
Use the ways, niggas talk til they blue in the
Been is nothing to me, come and see
I get it in, like at the buzzer for three

When I'm gone, twenty one gun it
dollar bottles pop
One of the best that ever it
Broke nights dumbing the dumbest
the fourth floor
I bought it from fiend for hundred

New faces, screw facing niggas a distance
One time, to take a nigga through the system
I ain't got to play, I hit the globe on roam
I'm still a million miles away

And I grind so my seeds could eat,
I let my eyes and I daydream of sleep
And if I die before I wake, then before my wake
Hit my off with all my cake

Til then, I'mma live it up, pop and split a dutch
Walking on the wild side, just to get a
better get in touch, laws ain't shit to us
Every one I know is God, earth, King, crip or

nigga listen up, I know you loving the life
Of living it fly, so how you get enough
Son said, who gives a fuck, see I'm making my bread
the feds, so why should I give it up?

Ain't left to do but
myself down in these streets
And if I feel like niggas me
I'm reach out for my piece

And I don't run confrontation
By myself, I it true
When it comes down to paper
I'm gon' do what I do

I seen million dollar niggas fall flat on they
friends, co-defendants, how you rat on your ace?
Scramblers chase, the money's, hammers on waist
Just to trick on the chick the candles and lace

Believe it, it's real, we all out, fiending for
Food shot up on the block, left bleeding there still
Nothing than power in the hands of fools
They play the game but don't understand the rules

Yo, you should understand the
I got my life on the line, there's a chance to lose
Aiyo, my dude, it's bigger me but as the story go
Why buy the cow when you get it for

To make a living, it's death or state prison
Deck ain't quitting, either rep or stay hidden
Y'all know the motto, hollow follow you home
Al cats, swallow the chrome

You get blown back out of zone, like pow to the dome
So watch your mouth, kid, on your tone
Son I ate with the greatest, stayed the latest
Eye for an eye, boss, ain't with the

I laid they murk all day, broad day
I said flames will disperse y'all way, y'all
inside the game, wise guys die for they name
While the organized mind, stay quietly

Ain't left to do but
Throw myself in these streets
And if I feel niggas test me
I'm gon' reach out for my

And I don't run confrontation
By myself, I it true
When it down to getting paper
I'm gon' do what I do

Do u gotta do
Do, do u gotta do