Luyện nghe bài hát Laugh Now, Cry Later

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

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

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

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

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

hop, bar hop, car shop, nail shop
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 laugh now and cry
let you laugh now and cry later

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

I'ma fuck up my baby's credit, let him regret it
Seven months old, he's 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 the watch and the bracelet and the earrings
I you all to show up at my hearings
the judge, I'm a nice nigga, good nigga
And I'ma play the sad face when he look,

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

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

But irrelevant, did you get the mail I sent?
What I tell a bitch, you better celibate
She start to me, tell 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 you really love me
I'ma her ass when a nigga make parole
Hit her with my cane, 'cause a 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 laugh now and cry
let you laugh 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 Lord while I'm in here, you
I I'm tryin' to do right now, I
You know, I'm sorry for

That I, I I mean, you
fucked 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