Luyện nghe bài hát Do You

If you ain't feelin' me, may walk away
Is all I doin', what can I say
Do you, 'cause nigga do me
Do you, 'cause nigga do me
Do you, nigga I'mma do me
Do you,

Let me attempt to spit
Assist this with a pen in my
I'm Sonny Liston's lost B
Quick six whips clique it's Slum V

We stick chicks 'til extensions fuzzy
Jewelry's and chunky ridiculous
Like in them pictures Slick Rick was a young bee
Boy, and picked his I'm comfy
you insist you'll take my existence from me

Clack, click, the clip spits
I place you in ditches like
That mummys, your limpin' bloody
I serve niggas the homeless Mission kitchen
We're fixin' chicken for the bums

You can't tell us we don't get this
We keep a dollar up like Rich's puppy
We looking for the with donkey's to hit
It's the Villa pimps, your chimps and monkeys bitch

If you ain't me, may just walk away
Is all I doin', what can I say
Do you, 'cause I'mma do me
Do you, nigga I'mma do me
Do you, 'cause I'mma do me
Do you,

When you see me in a spot less than a dime
Y'all might roll 6 we sit with a 9
See, I'm a sick rapper with a flow that's
Y'all might flip the flow but don't it like mine

Y'all roll with a squad but it ain't like mine
See I'm with the flow Dogg I'm good to the go
stack till I spit 'til I cant go broke
I want the Benz, the Range, I want it all, I gold

Then I dips in the with the chicks in the clothes
'Cause I chill with the chicks who be the
Then I creep to the mo, a freak on the low
I come thru the doe, then I mash on the flo

Yeah, I keeps it movin' like the D.O.T's
Keep serving yo's with the bad tenancies
Let a do his thang, shit stop sweatin' me
Gone roll with a playa its all hustle free

If you ain't feelin' me, may just walk
Is all I doin', what can I say
Do you, 'cause nigga do me
Do you, 'cause nigga do me
Do you, 'cause nigga do me
Do you, Jea

But of course it be we pullin' up in the Porsche
Medallion the size of a on my necklace
We it again, done got under your skin
We hot like a gun pop running you jems

Can none stop this thing of
The they fein' and double team in g strings and bras
'em scream like electric strings guitars
Don't hate on the squad 'cause my is stars

Do you
Do you
Do you
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