Luyện nghe bài hát Laugh Now, Cry Later

Uh huh, this
I don't give a fuck about what talkin' about
I ain't to hear none of that 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 care what momma got to say
I don't care 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 momma keep me from loc'n up

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

Club hop, bar hop, car shop, shop
To the mall, it all, why the hell not?
What bills, what rent, don't 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 now and cry later
Investigators let you laugh now and cry

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 tell motherfuckers that my name is O'Shea

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

I need the watch and the bracelet and the
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

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

It's 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
What I tell a bitch, you better stay
She start to me, tell me, who she ain't fuckin'
Never tell me my homeboys ain't nothin'

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

it, homey, I'ma 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, y'all ain't me right, man
A tryin' to do right, man
You know, I'm tryin' to my life, man, you know?

I found the Lord 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 y'all me, man
niggaz could at least send me somethin'

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