Luyện nghe bài hát Doing Bad

Ah,

Hard got a nigga in all black
I'm gonna jack for that pack where it's at
I need a hit nigga, I can't quit
Get in my way and your get split nigga

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm on that dope it ain't no secret but shit 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 muthafuckin' close
Or I'm gonna end up with no hoes
It's all about the feddy, the mil
The eight, and the grams that sale on the scale

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

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

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

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

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

the fuck is it
I know
Nigga let that stop you
From your issues