Luyện nghe bài hát Laugh Now, Cry Later

Uh huh, this
I give a fuck about what y'all talkin' about
I ain't tryin' to hear none of shit

Nigga, do what I wanna do
When I do it, how I wanna do it
And you hope I don't do it to you

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

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

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

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

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

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

'Cause I'ma fuck up my baby's credit, let him it
Seven old, he's already got a jail 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 nice nigga, nigga
And I'ma play the sad when he look, nigga

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

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

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

Bun in the oven, it to my cousin
Got the nerve to tell me you really love me
I'ma kill her ass when a nigga parole
Hit her with my cane, 'cause a nigga and old

Fuck it, homey, I'ma now and cry later
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, ain't doin' me right, man
A tryin' to do right, man
You know, I'm to change my life, man, you know?

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

That I, I I mean, you
That's fucked up, how doin' me, man
Y'all niggaz could at send me somethin'

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