Luyện nghe bài hát Doin' The Fool

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

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

Damn fool I hits free it ain't
got through hittin' it so well, at a hotel
But don't tell I cuss fuckin' ass out bitch
yo' drunk-ass and watch you pass out bitch

And when you up, I tell you anything
You fucked me so bitch, you deserve a wedding ring
I what I preach, ridin' vogues and findin' hoes
I told her I'd buy some clothes, but I'd be to hoes

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

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

Doin' the
no love motherfucker we breakin' the rules
Doin' the
Niggaz like me ain't got nuttin' to
Doin' the
We servin' you straight off the top
the fool
Just to let you know this shit don't

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

I drank no brew, it's Remi, that special
Don't fuck who? My nigga, you out yo' mind
Fresh off the grind, my is the killers
Actin' a fool 'bout this scrilla

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

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

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

up hustlin' never 'posed to handcuff a beaotch, mon
Pimp to the hoe, the trick beaotch, mon
Be extra mannish get some
Purple bag, Royal

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

The DTS half a gallon to the
Platinum lite 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 shot on her
She said, 'It's a while since I had sex'
She said, 'It's been a while I had sex'
She said, oooh oh boy
C'mon c'mon, okay!

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

Comin' down in candy car, smokin' on candy bar
I'm choppin' blades, comin' through on old school maids
Got in this game so heavily, like Frankie Beverly
Silly nigga Southern girl put cocaine up in your 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 got the Midas stamp

Change my name to Charles
Smell like sixty-four dollar
Comin' down in Brougham
And I a chip off in my phone
Sweet Charles, bitch! Hold up somethin'
C'mon