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

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

I was not to give a fuck, wanna drink, get your cup
it up, throw it up, take the world, blow 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 that left me here my brother
Fuck you, and you dirty motherfuckers
In the hood that still without rubbers

Club hop, bar hop, car shop, shop
To the mall, spend it all, why the hell
bills, what 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
let you laugh now and cry later

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

'Cause I'ma fuck up my baby's credit, let him it
months 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 watch and the bracelet and the
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

it, homey, I'ma laugh 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

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

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

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

Fuck it, homey, laugh now and cry later
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

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

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

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

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