Luyện nghe bài hát Doin' Too Much

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

Now if nigga next to you got a rented car
And he actin' like 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 hair's hers but you know what's up
Say she doin' too much, baby, you doin' too much

I gave my 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 beside the

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

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

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

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

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

I believe in, sharin' the
Also, I in comparin' the cock
Look, don't knock a like me
(Why?)
'Cause she love the way I beat up the pussy

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

Put my homey up on game like a
But my fell 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 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 fuckin' wit his best friend
Say she doin' too much, yeah, she doin' too much

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

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

and family, gettin' 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' months

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

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