Luyện nghe bài hát Laugh Now, Cry Later

Uh huh, this
I don't give a fuck what y'all talkin' about
I ain't tryin' to hear of that shit

Nigga, I'ma do I wanna do
When I wanna do it, how I do it
And you better I don't do it to you

Now, I don't what momma got to say
I don't care grandmomma got to say
Nigga, I'm
Let me tell you a somethin' about me

I was born not to give a fuck, drink, get your cup
it up, throw it up, take the world, blow it up
Somebody slow it up, roll it up, it up
My own momma can't me from loc'n up

One ear, out the other, one man out to
The that left me here without my brother
Fuck you, and you dirty motherfuckers
In the that still fuck without rubbers

Club hop, bar hop, car shop, nail
To the mall, spend it all, why the hell
What bills, what rent, don't know spent?
Why you care, do you for the government?

Fuck it, homey, I'ma laugh now and cry
Get paper, we can laugh now and cry later
All you players, you can now and cry later
Investigators let you now and cry later

See, I'm a product of this decay
A nigga for tomorrow, but live for today
A nigga lie, and borrow and cheating's okay
Don't you these motherfuckers that my name is O'Shea

'Cause fuck up my baby's credit, let him regret it
Seven months old, he's already got a jail
I'm the one to blame, put it in my momma
She's a drama queen, but I got the bling

I need the watch and the and the earrings
I you all to show up at my hearings
Tell the judge, I'm a nice nigga, good
And I'ma play the sad when he look, nigga

Fuck it, homey, I'ma now and cry later
Get paper, we can laugh now and cry later
All you players, you can now and cry later
Investigators let you now and cry later

It's fucked up, that y'all accept my calls
Tell momma, at least, she can some drawers
These walls make y'all about me
I'm comin' home in two thirty-three

But that's irrelevant, did you get the I sent?
I tell a bitch, you better stay celibate
She start lyin' to me, me, who she ain't fuckin'
tell me that my homeboys ain't nothin'

Bun in the oven, it belong to my
Got the nerve to tell me that you love me
I'ma kill her ass a nigga make parole
Hit her with my cane, a nigga gray and old

Fuck it, homey, laugh now and cry later
Get paper, we can laugh now and cry later
All you players, you can now and cry later
Investigators let you now and cry later

Man, it right, man
You know, y'all ain't me right, man
A nigga to do right, man
You know, I'm tryin' to my life, man, you know?

I done the Lord while I'm in here, you know?
I I'm tryin' to do right now, I
You know, I'm sorry for

I, I I mean, you know
That's up, how y'all doin' me, man
Y'all niggaz could at least me somethin'

Alright, first four guys, go
Two, three, three, four, it up