Luyện nghe bài hát Do You Know

Y'all the guitars
is in the building
Puffy to get me
I have officially made the
I'm a rock

Do you know you're going to
Do you like the things life is showing you
What are you do, do you know

So where you from? Where chicks rock Air One's
Belly shirts tied up and our hair stay
So where you from? Where they don't rock Air Force
We hit the block out the holding Air Force guns

So where you Philly splitters rock Dickies and boots
A deuce deuce in my tube socks inching the
Man where you Where guerrillas don't be messing with cops
You catch a go on the run and still hugging the block

So what you doing? Big Ballin' money makin' and
Sean Johnin' you how we do it in New Orleans
So what you What I'm doing, man I'm doing it big
I'm cockin' it back the mack crack, crackin' wig

Man what you doing? Man I'm my biz
I'm trying to feed my kids I can't dog I need my rib
Yo what you doing? Shuttin' broads believe me
On my grind all night your girl is greedy

Do you know you're going to
Do you like the things that is showing you
are you gonna do, do you know

All I know somebody better my money
If being broke is a joke, I find that funny
All I know that chicks respect my gangsta
I'm far from your but I still will spank ya

All I know is project living and sh
What could you tell me if you ain't never been in here
All I know, my flow put me through doors
And bought two gold pedals for that Azure

Please, don't give up, on your
child, it's alright

The sun will out tomorrow
though we grindin' down in the ghetto
But so we go and so we go

When the sun come out to shine I'd be so for die now
Forgive me for my but I still holding me nine-ah
VIP looking for man for rob now
Just way for escape Riker's Island

I'm prove to these dudes I can get me a Coupe
Without snatching you out of with that steam on you
I wanna prove, I'm a superstar my rims on Shaquille O'Neals
You who we are

I gonna prove it Babs is the best in the game
So thugs hold on tight like I'm snatching your
And I'm gonna prove it to the that cold shouldered me
And the labels that chose to look over me, ha

I ain't going to jail to a pack of
and Noodles in the wack of my cell
Dudes get cut in the yard we rushing the
We taking it's a riot gun button the Sarge
All of my with wheels waiting for in the peel
Is all the way real we peel steel, come on

Do you know where you're to
Do you like the things that is showing you
are you gonna do, do you know

Bad Boy, camp Collabo, let's go
Babs from Brooklyn and I do my
City straight out of New Orleans
The Freddy P. from the M I A

Sara stokes with the Midwest Swing
Dylan Dillinger me thing
E-Ness that Philly cat for bling, pow