Luyện nghe bài hát Do Ya Thing

1

Riding in da wit my glock loaded,
Looking for motherfucking snitch, he gon die in a ditch, how could he not know it,
Jamaican boys are killers; even da cops it,
Pull up in da with my thugz, we gon pop moet,
The gangstas gon love this black poet,
Em boys took my spot, now I'm back for it,
Gangsta rap back, a shot for it,
If you got a stack, it,
Ya rubbin' on my cock, how could she not blow it,
Let it gon then come for it,
Fuck em motherfucker, get ya doe motherfucker.

Cho

This shit never stop homie,
Do ya thing...
I'm on da block my glock on me,
Do ya thing...
Got X, got on me,
Do ya thing...
Do ya son, straight outta Kingston,
Got da K in da nigga,
Do ya thing...
thug shit is in my veins nigga,
Do ya thing...
No way! I'll change nigga,
Do ya thing...
Do ya thing son, outta Kingston.

2

We getting money, I told ya,
Cry Nation motherfucker, you don't it with my soldiers,
New on my shoulders,
I'm a spark it's over,
Till my heart stop beating and I'm stinking in Rover,
kosher,
Paid I owed ya,
You was there, in da with da soda,
Trying to da quota,
Need a key of coca,
When da came, hid em thing in da sofa,
a joker,
I'm a don Sosa,
I'm now, success is gettin' closer,
Uh Huh!

Cho

thug shit never stop homie,
Do ya thing...
I'm on da block my glock on me,
Do ya thing...
Got X, got on me,
Do ya thing...
Do ya thing son, straight Kingston,
Got da K in da nigga,
Do ya thing...
This shit is in my veins nigga,
Do ya thing...
No way! I'll change nigga,
Do ya thing...
Do ya thing son, outta Kingston.

3

Step in da building, shining on my wrist,
Step in da building, I'm a on ya bitch,
Hey ma, what's ya name? Who ya
This no game, Cry Nation run this shit,
My pocket weak, hit da streets, a brick,
The king back, nigga move ya shit,
New York rappers South to make a hit,
shit lame, niggaz change to be rich,
I'm still da same spitting from my lips,
man, coke or dope, Make a wish,
Nigga!

Cho

This thug never stop homie,
Do ya thing...
I'm on da block my glock on me,
Do ya thing...
Got X, got on me,
Do ya thing...
Do ya thing son, outta Kingston,
Got da K in da nigga,
Do ya thing...
This thug shit is in my nigga,
Do ya thing...
No way! I'll never nigga,
Do ya thing...
Do ya thing son, straight Kingston.
This thug shit never homie,
Do ya thing...
I'm on da wit' my glock on me,
Do ya thing...
Got X, got on me,
Do ya thing...
Do ya thing son, outta Kingston,
Got da K in da nigga,
Do ya thing...
This thug is in my veins nigga,
Do ya thing...
No way! I'll never nigga,
Do ya thing...
Do ya thing son, straight Kingston.

All my from Brooklyn,
Do ya thing...
All my from da Bronx,
Do ya thing...
All my niggaz Queens,
Do ya thing...
Ridin' round that beam,
Do ya thing...
Cry be da team,
Do ya thing...