Luyện nghe bài hát Do What U Gotta

Yeah, I til I blew wit the case, through the days
Use the ways, niggas til they blue in the face
struggling 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
dollar bottles pop
One of the that ever done it
Broke nights with the dumbest
Sporting the floor
I bought it from fiend for hundred

New faces, screw facing from a distance
One time, wait to a nigga through the system
I got time to play, I hit the globe on roam
I'm still home a million miles

And I grind so my seeds eat, sometimes
I let my close 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 live it up, pop corks and a dutch
Walking on the wild side, to get a rush
Y'all get in touch, laws ain't shit to us
Every one I know is God, earth, King, crip or

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, you should understand the
I got my on the line, there's a 50/50 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 just quitting, either rep or stay hidden
know the motto, hollow points follow you home
Al cats, swallow the chrome

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

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

Ain't 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 don't run confrontation
By myself, I keep it
When it comes down to getting
I'm do what I gotta do

Do u gotta do
Do, do what u do