Luyện nghe bài hát Do What You Like

QB ya shit shit is crazy yo, can't fuck you fo' real
They can't fuck wit' you, can't fuck wit' you
wrong wit' ya'll niggas man?
The fuck is wrong wit ya'll niggas, where you at
C'mon nigga, yo, 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, a casket rhyme
Your gats is plastic, I got platinum
With gold Banger Vegas tap ya spine

I'm the type to out and take back what's mine
Rep for my hood slingin' crack 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 we did it on the block, let's roll
Like wit 60's 30's, 40 niggas me
Rep ya hood, rep ya block, rep ya
This is me talkin', without the in me

I it from the heart, that's why niggas feel me
Show the true meanin' why Banger act Willie
'Cause I start to spaz and smack a silly
call Leo Ganza wit' the twin nine millis, yeah niggas

Do what you like, we don't a fuck
Go and fight, all my bitches grab a nigga
And fuck tonight, 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 a bitch
And tonight, it's ya muthafuckin' world
Do what you like, do what you

This is for them niggas frontin', really want it
My 32 got all ya names on it
Hit 'em in the brain, slain, layin' dormant
Iced out grenade, the big chains on it

New blimp wit' big name on it
Iceburg wit' Kim name on it
Tee wit' big blood stain on it
Every time I a check, I sign a thug name on it

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

My guns bust, niggas get wet it's pourin'
Rain long like Kim gettin' dressed in the mornin'
Five star general, spit a Uzi at ya
Run up in ya crib without a search

Do what you like, we don't give a
Go head and fight, all my grab a nigga
And fuck tonight, it's ya muthafuckin'
Do what you like, do what you

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

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

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

Ayo move out the way Bris, I'm about to off
Sick of muthafuckas tryna play us lick we
You have any idea, how many 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 want me to call me boys
M.A.F.I.A. we rules in the club
My crews in the club

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

Bitches like that get out
You know the rules, beat a bitch till she out
Lady what we fear nigga you like, 'em a pussy invite
aight maybe get ya pussy sucked tonight

And do what you like, we don't a fuck
Go and fight, all my bitches grab a nigga
And fuck tonight, it's ya muthafuckin'
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 fuck tonight, it's ya muthafuckin'
Do what you like, do you like

Ya'll need to cut it out 'fore ya get out
muthafuckas
All my niggas get and fuck tonight
our muthafuckin' world

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

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