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 none of shit

Nigga, I'ma do what I do
When I wanna do it, how I do it
And you better hope I do it to you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I need the and the bracelet and the earrings
I need you all to up at my hearings
Tell the judge, I'm a nigga, good nigga
And I'ma play the sad face 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 make y'all forget about me
I'm comin' home in two thousand

But that's irrelevant, did you get the I sent?
What I a bitch, you better stay celibate
She start to me, tell me, who she ain't fuckin'
Never tell me that my ain't nothin'

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

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

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

I done found the Lord I'm in here, you know?
I I'm tryin' to do now, I mean
You know, I'm for everythang

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

Alright, four guys, let's go
Two, three, three, four, it up