Luyện nghe bài hát Doin' The Fool

Nigga up in motherfucker
I mean I been fuckin' with motherfuckin' burgundy carpet pimpin'
What about you pimpin', I mean I know you fuckin' around that
Purple bag you know what I mean? Crown Royal, oh boy!

I mean, we got, we got a whole of player-ass niggaz
Up in this m'uhfucker right here
We got that nigga, E-Feezy, Too Short,
Pimp C up in this motherfucker, nigga Troy

Damn fool I free it ain't wholesale
Just got hittin' it so well, at a hotel
But don't tell I your fuckin' ass out bitch
Fuck yo' drunk-ass and you pass out bitch

And you wake up, I tell you anything
You me so good bitch, you deserve a wedding ring
I practice I preach, ridin' vogues and findin' hoes
I told her I'd buy clothes, but I'd be lyin' to hoes

I ain't buyin' her shit, bitch I can't do
I had to in my car, and call you a cab
'Cause I'm out, you I'm all about fuckin' hella good
Take the rubber off I'm in your mouth to a town

you, real soon
Infiltratin' nigga, we some real fools
And it's and baby girl knows it too
Ask her she'll tell you how I do it fool

Doin' the
Ain't no motherfucker we breakin' the rules
Doin' the
Niggaz me ain't got nuttin' to lose
Doin' the
We you haters straight off the top
Doin' the
to let you know this shit don't stop

Okay okay up next, oh, the boss, from the home of the Braves
Down here chillin' E-40 'cause it's time to get paid
C'mon, actin' a fool, y'all know how I'ma do
She me, Pimp C, and short too

I no brew, it's Remi, that special kind
Don't with who? My nigga, you out yo' mind
off the grind, my niggaz is the killers
Actin' a 'bout this motherfuckin' scrilla

No one no trill'a, but tell them, I'm mayne
Go grab my leather, and get some gangster shit
So if it's cool, it's
But, but just that quick, I act a

the foo
Ain't no love motherfucker we breakin' the
the foo
Niggaz me ain't got nuttin' to lose
the foo
We servin' you haters off the top
the foo
Just to let you know this shit don't

But I ain't never a sucker
I ain't been a mark
I ain't never a busta
I ain't never been a simp, potnah I always had

Papered up hustlin' never to handcuff a beaotch, mon
to the hoe, protect the trick beaotch, mon
Be extra mannish get skull
Purple bag, Crown

Gotcha actin' mannish, think she spoiled
Kamali all over her body, she used to that
Potnah big 40 had it that
Cadillac sittin' on buttons, 32

The DTS half a to the mile
Platinum chest brite, love to smile
What a mess fucked me on my desk
Kitchen tile then she up the rest

Ask me how a fat ass cum on her breast
She said, 'It's been a while since I had
She said, 'It's been a while I had sex'
She said, oooh oh boy
c'mon, okay okay!

the foo
Ain't no love we breakin' the rules
the foo
Niggaz me ain't got nuttin' to lose
the foo
We you haters straight off the top
the foo
Just to let you know this don't stop
the foo
C'mon

Comin' down in candy car, on some candy bar
I'm choppin' blades, comin' through on old school maids
Got in this game so heavily, just Frankie Beverly
Silly nigga that Southern girl put cocaine up in world

I'm a young ass nigga on the slab
Comin' through in a whippin'
I to be out on the ave
But now all my keys got the Midas

Change my to Sweet Charles
like sixty-four dollar cologne
Comin' down in burgundy
And I keep a chip off in my
Sweet Charles, bitch! up smoke somethin'
C'mon