Luyện nghe bài hát Do What U Gotta

Yeah, I ride til I blew wit the case, through the
Use the ways, niggas til they blue in the face
Been struggling is to me, come and see
I get it in, Kobe at the buzzer for three

I'm gone, better twenty one gun it
Thousand dollar pop
One of the that ever done it
nights dumbing with the dumbest
Sporting the fourth
I bought it from fiend for hundred

New faces, screw facing from 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 home a million miles away

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

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

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, they see I'm making my
Escaping the feds, so why I give it up?

Ain't nothing to do but
Throw down in these streets
And if I feel niggas test me
I'm gon' reach out for my

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

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

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

Yo, you understand the jewels
I got my life on the line, there's a 50/50 to lose
Aiyo, my dude, it's 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
just ain't quitting, either rep or stay hidden
Y'all know the motto, hollow follow you home
Al Capone cats, swallow the

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

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

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

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

Do what u do
Do, do u gotta do