Luyện nghe bài hát Doin' The Fool

Nigga up in this
I mean I been fuckin' with this burgundy carpet pimpin'
What you pimpin', I mean I know you fuckin' around with that
bag you know what I mean? That 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 nigga, E-Feezy, Too Short, knahmean
Pimp C up in this motherfucker, Pastor Troy

Damn I hits free it ain't wholesale
Just got 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 wake up, I you anything
You fucked me so bitch, you deserve a wedding ring
I practice what I preach, ridin' vogues and findin'
I told her I'd buy clothes, but I'd be lyin' to hoes

I ain't buyin' her shit, I can't do that
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 comin' to a

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

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

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

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

No one no trill'a, but tell them, I'm down
Go grab my leather, and get into gangster shit
So if it's cool, 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 never been a mark
I ain't been a busta
I ain't been a simp, potnah I always had heart

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

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

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

Ask me how a fat ass cum on her breast
She said, 'It's been a while 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 got nuttin' to lose
the foo
We you haters straight off the top
the foo
Just to let you know this shit stop
the foo
C'mon

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

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

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