Luyện nghe bài hát Do What U Gotta

Yeah, I til I blew wit the case, through the days
Use the ways, niggas talk til blue in the face
struggling is nothing to me, come and see
I get it in, like Kobe at the for three

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

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

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

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

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

And I don't run from
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
Best friends, co-defendants, how you rat on ace?
Scramblers chase, the money's, hammers on waist
Just to on the chick with the candles and lace

Believe it, it's real, we all out, fiending for
Food shot up on the block, left them bleeding still
worse 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, there's a chance to lose
Aiyo, my dude, it's bigger than me but as the go
Why buy the cow you get it for free

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

You get back out of your zone, like pow to the dome
So watch your mouth, kid, on your tone
Son I ate the greatest, stayed with the latest
Eye for an eye, boss, with the favors

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

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

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

Do u gotta do
Do, do what u do