Luyện nghe bài hát How We Do It

We got the Phantoms on deck, lambo on the side, chevy high yeah bitch that's how we ride
how we do it x7
We posted up up in the club, bottles on ice, full of hundred and we got the cheapest price
how we do it x7

Lil

Let me you how I rock, pocket full of rocks, bottle in the air, livin without a care
Let me tell you I like, head with cold sprite
Let me tell you what I hate, haters with no
Let me you what I make, money with big stacks
Let me you why they hatin, cuz I young , rich, and black
Hoes lick my nutsack, by the six pack, skeet that shit off in they mouth (opps!) and I ain't feel bad
Gotta have my funds straight, time flyin gotta have my sons straight so can shine
Wake up to get it up I you on the grind, cuz if you bullshitn' you'll get lapped this time
Im on the money makin mission got me bucks
Been countin for so long my fuckin hands cramp up
Get my keys I be ridin, put my b's in my
Keep ridin dirty cuz the people cant it

Hustlin, 50 streets back against the
Scarred up since I was small, ive been some shit to ball
The was on I couldn't stop, I had to let the cannons pop
The Bentleys fallin through the roof and now Im at the top
Grindin with my nigga B, finally im supposed to be
I know my boy watchin over me still I keep my shit to me
Im this for my nigga T, specially for my nigga Mell
Specially for my niggas doin the L and getting jail
What ever be as hell it aint nothin on a nigga plate
Hungry than a motherfucka a hustla eat a face
Imma it trill you can chill but time aint gon wait
You betta go head and get paper before it get to late
Had to set myself at to set myself a goal
By 2010 im tryin to a hundred million more
52 foot ceiling you cant touch it on the floor
Webbie trillest nigga I aint doin nothing but get my on

Lil

Imma start this for my dog B, trill fam, trill ent
Deaf kids up to me so I gotta be all I can be
And I grind just to get this far, love my pops for what he did
Never thought I'd be this big, never thought I'd be kid
I do it big but I keep my
big money to big racks
You got a check then we can talk, if you aint got it then you can
I do my thang betta ask around, whip sittin off the ground
rubber throughout your town, ohh yeah boy we get it down
No blue cars black now, couldn't see me through an ultrasound
Too far like a mile long, im getting money like
Imma buy a house, buy my own
Been hungry eat your plate
Never turn on main mayne or you'll crash like an airplane
Trill fam that's till the end, we all can be friends
Hustle hard for your dividends, loyalty never
That crooked man cant be your friend, betta leave that boy
Or he will leave you all
to start from scratch homes
chrous.