Luyện nghe bài hát Laugh Now, Cry Later

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

Nigga, I'ma do what I 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 born not to give a fuck, 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 can't keep me from loc'n up

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

Club hop, bar hop, car shop, shop
To the mall, it all, why the hell 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 paper, we can laugh now and cry later
All you players, you can laugh now and cry
Investigators let you now and cry later

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

'Cause fuck up my baby's credit, let him regret it
Seven old, he's already got a jail record
I'm the one to blame, put it in my momma
a drama queen, but I got the bling bling

I need the and the bracelet and the earrings
I you all to show up at my hearings
Tell the judge, I'm a nigga, good nigga
And play the sad face when he look, nigga

Fuck it, homey, I'ma 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

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

But that's irrelevant, did you get the I sent?
What I a bitch, you better stay celibate
She start lyin' to me, tell me, who she fuckin'
tell 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 parole
Hit her my cane, 'cause 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
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 to change my life, man, you know?

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