Luyện nghe bài hát Do What You Like

QB ya shit is crazy yo, can't fuck wit' you fo' real
They fuck wit' you, they can't fuck wit' you
What's wit' ya'll niggas man?
The fuck is wrong wit ya'll niggas, you at nigga
nigga, yo, where you at, where you at nigga
'em out, yo yo yo

When it's on my mind, I do it all the time
Got tombstone flow, wit' a rhyme
Your gats is plastic, I got platinum
With shells Banger Vegas tap ya spine

I'm the type to spaz out and back what's mine
Rep for my hood niggas slingin' and dimes
Half is mine so you know it's half my
In the pen or the box my man on the ox

We gon do it like we did it on the block, roll
Like wit 60's 30's, 40 wit' me
Rep ya hood, rep ya block, rep ya
This is me talkin', the Remy in me

I kick it from the heart, why niggas feel me
Show ya'll the true meanin' why act Willie
'Cause I start to spaz and smack a bitch
call Leo Ganza wit' the twin nine millis, yeah niggas

Do what you like, we give a fuck
Go head and fight, all my bitches grab a
And tonight, it's ya muthafuckin' world
Do what you like, do you like

Do what you like, you got a gun
of the nine, all my niggas grab a bitch
And tonight, it's ya muthafuckin' world
Do you like, do what you like

This is for niggas frontin', don't really want it
My 32 bullets got all ya on it
Hit 'em in the brain, niggas slain, dormant
Iced out grenade, the big chains on it

New Years wit' big name on it
sweaters wit' Kim name on it
Cease-A-Le Tee big blood stain on it
Every time I a check, I sign a thug name on it

Niggas got but they flow's so borin'
No stage shows, so about tourin'
Mad at my 'cause my niggas stay scorin'
All you gotta do is make a false move and it's

My guns bust, niggas get wet when pourin'
Rain down long Kim gettin' dressed in the mornin'
Five star general, a Uzi at ya coffin
Run up in ya crib without a warrant

Do what you like, we give a fuck
Go head and fight, all my bitches a nigga
And fuck tonight, it's ya world
Do what you like, do you like

Do what you like, you got a gun
Bust of the nine, all my niggas grab a
And tonight, it's ya muthafuckin' world
Do you like, do what you like

Once it's on, the muthafuckin psychos M.A.F.I.A.
Bitches feel us, we the
My Bed Stuy niggas is who I for
Send that ass like I ride a six four

I'm what ya admire, don't wanna see retire
Got bitches in the pen and in the choir
Got a new for the Y2K
Same shit nigga, try me I'ma 'em away

Ayo move out the way Bris, I'm to hook off
Sick of muthafuckas tryna play us lick we
You have any idea, how words I shook off
I'm not havin', uh, no, I'm not it

You what I said, don't make me raise my voice
And I know ya'll don't me to call me boys
M.A.F.I.A. we break in the club
My whole in the club

And girl, you hate when bitches be wit' the friends
Dancin' all wild, bumpin you again and
Yeah, I that some real punk shit
Fuck that, I ain't tryna hear that drunk

like that get stomped out
You the rules, beat a bitch till she conk out
Lady what we fear nigga you like, give 'em a invite
It's maybe get ya pussy sucked tonight

And do what you like, we give a fuck
Go head and fight, all my grab a nigga
And tonight, it's ya muthafuckin' world
Do what you like, do you like

Do you like, you got a muthafuckin' gun
Bust of the nine, all my niggas grab a
And fuck tonight, ya muthafuckin' world
Do what you like, do what you

Ya'll need to cut it out ya get stomped out
Yeah
All my niggas get high and tonight
It's our muthafuckin'

Ya'll need to cut it out 'fore ya get stomped out,
Big shout the house, yea Queen Bee
M.A.F.I.A. style, B.I.G., forever baby
We gonna let know

Do what you want, do ya like nigga, it's 2000
YaknowwhatI'msayin', all Hell to the Y2Kim
GB, it's yo turn, all you hoes make a
Aiight, aight niggas