Luyện nghe bài hát Laugh Now, Cry Later

Uh huh, understand
I don't give a fuck about y'all talkin' about
I ain't tryin' to hear none of that

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

Now, I care what momma got to say
I care what grandmomma got to say
Nigga, I'm
Let me tell you a lil' somethin' me

I was born not to a fuck, wanna 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 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 motherfuckers
In the hood that still without rubbers

Club hop, bar hop, car shop, shop
To the mall, spend it all, why the not?
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 your paper, we can now and cry later
All you players, you can now and cry later
let you laugh now and cry later

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

'Cause I'ma fuck up my credit, let him regret it
Seven months old, he's already got a record
I'm the one to blame, put it in my name
She's a queen, but I got the bling 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, nigga
And I'ma play the sad face he look, nigga

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

It's fucked up, y'all won't accept my calls
Tell momma, at least, she can send some
These make y'all forget about me
I'm home in two thousand thirty-three

But irrelevant, did you get the mail I sent?
What I tell a bitch, you stay celibate
She start lyin' to me, me, who she ain't fuckin'
Never 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 when a nigga make
Hit her with my cane, 'cause a nigga and old

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

Man, it right, man
You know, y'all doin' me right, man
A tryin' to do right, man
You know, I'm tryin' to my life, man, you know?

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

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

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