Luyện nghe bài hát Doin' The Fool

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Gotcha beaotch mannish, think she spoiled
Mummar Kamali all her body, she used to that
big 40 had it like that
Cadillac on buttons, 32 valve

The DTS half a to the mile
Platinum chest lite brite, love to
What a mess horny me on my desk
Kitchen then she swallowed up the rest

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

the foo
Ain't no love motherfucker we the rules
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 know this shit stop
the foo
C'mon

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

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

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