Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Worry Bout It

Don't 'bout it
worry 'bout it
Don't 'bout it

Don't worry it
With an full of flavour
worry 'bout it
That was too early, too late now
Don't 'bout it
I'm going bustin 'who I 'em

Nigga if I hit jacket, you can't hit me right back
in and what f*ck it
While we were stuntin' niggas
Nigga on the line just prayin' for down falls
prayin' to my God, ain't havin' to be your...

Don't worry it, would they tell me no else
Don't worry it, but they tell me oh well
Don't worry 'bout it, I don't that I can do that
You might tell somethin' I do that

Bleah, stop that who say holding up the hill
All just socious
Got a hand full of niggas I gotta you
school as I been do to you
What am I do to you,
And don't 'bout it
Now real, worry bout it
an extra for the favourite
That was two weeks early, it's too now.
Don't worry bout it, you were who I trust
Yeah.

F*ck being broke, man I'm hustling with no off,
need a nigga for shit getting money is to pay
I'm getting on your look, niggas they don't give a f*ck
To be on the road, give and take about the book
Dance a stacks, but I bounce back on my own
'Cause friends ain't friends, would a nigga need
Your friends ain't friends, want a need a favour,
But friends turn the haters, want a nigga paper
How I do in time, nobody help me with being
My nigga... help me with this skins,
I get the old smell when I'm 'bout some help
But don't 'bout it, f*ck nigga, I get it 'bout myself.

Don't worry it
With an full of flavour
worry 'bout it
That was too early, it's too now
Don't 'bout it
I'm going bustin 'who I 'em

Are you just nigga I was dead on my dick
You say I'm good, but he give the round around the
Don't worry it 'cause I'ma make some shades,
Don't squade but you got the shit face it,
She get try to hit the he was got the wrong number,
chop the little witness, nigga since last summer
That's on my school, man we pack on the old team
Ain't no need today you listen nigga donate
If you cold chain, if you key
Just you for the half nigga try to... me
So you see me out, out of...
If you push me, low I'll shoot you know I'm...

Don't 'bout it
With an full of flavour
Don't worry it
That was too early, too late now
worry 'bout it
I'm going 'who I trust 'em