Luyện nghe bài hát Doin' Too Much

Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo, quick this out dog
You mothafuckers be doin' way way too mothafuckin' much
You know real
Just like right here, she doin' too much

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I believe in, the cock
Also, I believe in the cock
Look, don't knock a nigga me
(Why?)
'Cause she the way I just 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, baby a freak

Put my homey up on game a gangsta
But my homey fell in love and he her
Ain't that a Now we in a twist
in the county wit the red ribbon on his wrist

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

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

Use as a warning, 'cause 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 want me to throw 'em a C-note
You doin' too much when you on my touch-tone
Callin' strays over nigga leadin' gone

Conversate for fo' hours, wastin' mo'
And get to hit a cold shower
You like you're 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 some hoodrat how he feel
You know he doin' too much, yeah nigga, you too much
And when your baby momma cryin' she need some milk
And you heard some other nigga did at her tilt
You know she doin' too much, yeah baby, you too much
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