Luyện nghe bài hát Laugh Now, Cry Later

Uh huh, this
I don't give a fuck about what y'all about
I ain't tryin' to hear of that shit

Nigga, I'ma do I wanna 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 momma got to say
I don't care grandmomma got to say
Nigga, I'm
Let me tell you a lil' about me

I was not to give a fuck, wanna drink, get your cup
Turn it up, it up, take the world, blow it up
Somebody slow it up, roll it up, it up
My own momma can't 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 still fuck without rubbers

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

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

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

'Cause I'ma fuck up my baby's credit, let him it
Seven months old, 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 show up at my
Tell the judge, I'm a nice nigga, nigga
And I'ma play the sad face he look, nigga

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

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

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

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

Fuck it, homey, 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

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 done found the while I'm in here, you know?
I I'm tryin' to do now, I mean
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 send me

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