Luyện nghe bài hát Doing Bad

Ah,

Hard times got a in all black
I'm jack for that silver pack where it's at
I need a hit nigga, I quit nigga
Get in my way and your shit get nigga

Uptown is a cage for monkeys and
Got to be realah all these guerrillas
But it's cool I'm a thug nigga
like a rug nigga ain't scared to plug nigga

I was turned out at an age
On V.L. not the rocks and the twelfth gauge
Raised like a slave up in that thirteenth cage
On dust ready bust

Plus blunts got a nigga give a fuck, I hope you got your vest on
If you don't when the K you won't have your chest on
Nigga now you get your rest on brains blown gettin' a tape zone

What the fuck is it keepin' me doing bad
Is it the silver packs Is it the bags?
What the is it Uptown keepin' me doing bad
Is it the twenty sacks? Is it the packs?

What the fuck is it keepin' me doing bad
Is it the dime Is it the nickel bags?
the fuck is it Uptown keepin' me doing bad
Is the silver packs? Is it the sacks?

All I wanted was to be comfortable a lot of mil
(Million)
And I'm risking to jail and gettin' left stale
I'm gettin' tired of all day block shit
Cock glock with this rock rock shit

it be me servin' for twenty
2, 5, 11, 5 or the muthafuckin' 5
And I'm servin' 4 and a to 28
And I might front it if you come straight it and not

Try to play me I'm gonna bust your muthafuckin'
I ain't gonna be stingy with the because I ain't fake
But now all I got is the piece now
Struggling with it to get on my feet now

I'm on a hunt for A-K funk
Double pump full of that skunk ready to pop the trunk
this nigga they got a contract
I gots to have that give me the mad in the all black

What the fuck is it keepin' me doing bad?
Is it the silver or is it the nickel bags?
What the fuck is it me Uptown doing bad?
Is it the sacks or is it the silver packs?

What the fuck is it keepin' me Uptown bad?
Is it the dime bags or is it the bags?
What the fuck is it keepin' me doing bad?
Is it the silver packs or is it the twenty

My pockets and I'm loaded that just don't match
Two and two together why where the fuck I'm at
On my ass tryin' to make a power
Servin' niggaz two birds of flour it's sour but a come up fool

I'm on that dope it ain't no secret but that ain't shive
How am I stay high shive and get mine
I can't do it so I gotta try to the habit
Or that I want I might not never have it

So I got to try to keep my nose close
Or I'm gonna end up drove no hoes
all about the fuckin' feddy, the mil
The eight, and the seven grams that sale on the

I can not fail to hit the top of the
Young with heart I survive off street
Play me clips slide in the K
whit me I'll spin your bin every day

I refuse to lose I paid to jump
I'm on a come up I I got the twelfth gauge on
heads clips thrown my way
Bustin' heads to let you know I t play

I'm out to things I spit rhymes to get down
Hands when I get down doing bad Uptown

the fuck is it keepin' me Uptown doing bad?
Is it the dime bags or is it the bags?
What the is it keepin' me Uptown doing bad?
Is it the dime bags or is it the silver

What the fuck is it me Uptown doing bad?
Is it the nickel bags or is it the sacks?
the fuck is it keepin' me Uptown doing bad?
Is it the nickel bags or is it the bags?

the fuck is it
I don't
Nigga don't let stop you
From handling your