Luyện nghe bài hát Do What U Gotta

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

When I'm gone, twenty one gun it
Thousand bottles pop
One of the best that done it
Broke dumbing with the dumbest
Sporting the fourth
I it from fiend for seven hundred

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

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

Til then, I'mma it up, pop corks and split a dutch
Walking on the wild side, just to get a
Y'all better get in touch, laws shit to us
Every one I is God, earth, King, crip or blood

Little nigga listen up, I know you loving the
Of it fly, so how you can't get enough
Son said, who gives a fuck, see I'm making my bread
Escaping the feds, so why should I it up?

nothing left to do but
Throw down in these streets
And if I feel like niggas me
I'm gon' reach out for my

And I run from confrontation
By myself, I keep it
When it comes to getting paper
I'm gon' do what I do

I million dollar niggas fall flat on they face
Best friends, co-defendants, how you rat on your
Scramblers chase, the blood money's, on waist
Just to trick on the with the candles and lace

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

Yo, you should understand the
I got my life on the line, a 50/50 chance to lose
Aiyo, my dude, bigger than me but as the story go
Why buy the cow you get it for free

To make a living, it's either or state prison
Deck just ain't quitting, either rep or hidden
know the motto, hollow points follow you home
Al Capone cats, the chrome

You get blown out of your 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, with the favors

I laid where they murk all day, day
I flames will disperse y'all way, y'all play
Deep inside the game, guys die for they name
the organized mind, stay quietly paid

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

And I don't run from
By myself, I keep it
When it comes down to paper
I'm gon' do I gotta do

Do u gotta do
Do, do u gotta do