Luyện nghe bài hát I Do It

Thank God for the nigga started trapping
Thank God for the first nigga rapping
Thank God for the first to start stripping
And I'mma have to keep it muhfucking real 'em
I got a problem with these
I got a problem these bitches
Trigger finger itchin'
I it, I do it

Hang up on a bitch, it crucified
to go to work, no suit and tie
Bumpin' Makaveli, I be trappin' at the
My nigga did a dime and he already
Got that sack already, man we got them racks
As far as your girl, I hit it from the already
I to get a tan, but I'm black already
pockets on a diet, my pockets fat already
Three with me, me myself and I
God like ugly, you should testify
My T-shirt from Bergdorf
I make so much on a verse I a third off
Bird call, off
a nut on her, tell her that's a load off
Shorty ass soft, a Nerf ball
If you like what I'm doing, nigga, fuck y'all

God for the first nigga started trapping
Thank God for the nigga started rapping
Thank God for the first girl to stripping
And have to keep it muhfucking real with 'em
I got a problem with these
Got some problems with these
Trigger keep itchin'
I it, I do it

Drank in my cup, hope this shit spill
up in the new edition
And word to Johnny Gill
How I come up this shit
And all these verses that I
I have no imagination, I do for real
Bitch I'm down
Put your camera phone
If she got an ass and the a fan, it's going down
I'mma fuck you like I've waiting a century for it
Give the pussy up and trade you the memory for it
In the forever
That's what her roommate will you
Man I hear this shit and think about what Tunechi will tell you
He call up Patricia
She to call up Melissa

'em come to the cribo
And do 'em both, dribble
I'm colder than a
She love the dick I give her
Hit her the front, back, side
Twist her cigarillos
I put the gun to the
I want blood on my clothes
keep that Trukfit fresh
Shoutout to all of my

That's just how my OG sum it up
I been working all winter just to the summer up
just me and 2 Chainz
But the chain's never tucked
If you don't like what I'm doing, nigga y'all

Thank God for the first nigga started
Thank God for the nigga started rapping
Thank God for the first to start stripping
And I'mma have to keep it real with 'em
I got a problem with these
I got a problem these bitches
finger keep itchin'
I it, I do it

Well if you know like I
That pussy pop pyro
And she I'm a pothead
pussy like a pothole
I'm than the snot nose
Man all these hoes is my
and if she bougie fuck her
then her hanging, dry clothes
I just a cemetery, niggas dying to get in
Niggas lying, they
Don't cross that line its paper
High as a star, make a
I'm a shark, I ate the
I got no heart, I hate that

You hate that bitch, well I hate bitch
Will jump a like a chessboard
Do a drive by while riding on your skateboard
They even know it
Drake sing a song just to get her pussy wet
Then I her to the crib
Man fuck bitch right on the step
Put it in and take it back out, then I out
Hair weave killer known to snatch the track out
Put me in the game coach, I'm the
Pull up, kick, throw and take the money and the
True, 2 Chainz, I'm on a and a boat
I am so cold I need a and a coat
Kick it at the mall, call it
If you like what I'm doing, nigga, fuck y'all

Y'all 1, 2, 3
Right now it's me
A time for myself, me time
Oh yeah, right now it's me
Don't want no one now, me time
please don't call my phone, don't call my phone
Said I wanna be alone, be left alone
Please, please stop by my home
No, no I feel it's just matter of time
Till you people make me lose my
I'm to leave this world behind
Right now me time
You to go kick rocks now
Me