Luyện nghe bài hát Doin' Too Much

Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo, quick check out dog
You know be doin' way way too mothafuckin' much
You that's real
Just like baby here, she doin' too much

Now if that nigga next to you got a car
And he like it's his but you know it's not
Say he too much, yeah, nigga you doin' too much
And if that stuck-up bitch got the bar
She actin' like that hair's hers but you what's up
Say she too much, yeah baby, you doin' too much

I my kinfolk the keys to my Suburb
I 'em hit the side and slide and get the herb
But guess who's callin', Pipedream
Made that nigga my who ride beside the alley

Forget that nigga though
(Fuck nigga)
that nigga, yo
But I can't forget him 'cause he taught me everything I know
Oh no Joe, down the wrong lane

Tootin' on that cocaine, fuckin' wit that wrong
like that get things like they want it
(What, damn)
Then the funk, doggonnit, now Loc, look at this predicament
You smoked out and be trusted, I can't kick it wit

Niggas you used to be in my crew
Goddamn, don't make niggas like they used to
I remember Marl and the Juice Crew
That's probably why I keep a grip on my deuce, deuce

Now if you're doin' for your family and you can't it
'Cause you know these mothafuckers tryin' advantage
Say they doin' too much, nigga, you doin' too much
And if your kinfolk broke and he dope
And he need to catch a mothafuckin' stroke
Say he doin' too much, yeah Joey, you too much

We parlay, everyday DPG style
We might throw a pool party every once in a
Now in fact we gon' do one weekend
Let's see how many hoes me and my nigga can weed in

I believe in, the cock
Also, I believe in the cock
Look, knock a nigga like me
(Why?)
'Cause she love the way I beat up the pussy

Not just knee deep, she was deep
she went down on me
She a nigga socks off, got a nigga rocks off
Ooh wee, you's a freak

Put my up on game like a gangsta
But my homey in love and he banked her
that a trip? Now we in a twist
Back in the wit the red ribbon on his wrist

Now when a hit his girl and she don't hit back
And he get his third wit no get back
Say he doin' too much, yeah homey you doin' too
And the homey in the pen, doin' a sin
And his girlfriend fuckin' wit his best
Say she too much, hell yeah, she doin' too much

I'm livin' up in the hills, wine sippin' wit
I'm major type of paper, I ain't trippin' off bills
(Still)
Show me some respect and accept my
And don't my kindness to mean I'm foolish

Use this as a warning, I'm startin'
To figure it's niggas think I'm soft as Charmin
Pardon me, I ain't mad when you get bent
But I hate when fools me for U.S. [unverified] spray [unverified]

Friends and family, after me like repo
Eat, smoke, choke then want me to throw 'em a
You doin' too when you clutchin' on my touch-tone
Callin' strays over leadin' months gone

for fo' hours, wastin' mo' power
And only get to hit a shower
You fakin' like makin' more moves than Simpson
But frontin', pushin' buttons, doin' but sin

And a nigga on yo' phone, runnin' up yo' bill
Tryin to tell hoodrat bitch how he feel
You know he doin' too much, yeah nigga, you too much
And your baby momma cryin' 'bout she need some milk
And you heard other nigga did been at her tilt
You know she doin' too much, yeah baby, you doin' too
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