Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Do It

Fuck though it was man? Right, right
I'ma at 'em dog nah mean
Got my nigga, Mike B, south Queens
X-million, bout to tear it wit my nigga
You Stick holla at 'em dog

I'm gettin' tired of the war stories, kid I 'em all
And before they could fake and make up one that's false
I'ma take it and break it down, so y'all knock it off
It's my call, in my corner too soft

Mr. 'I don't give a fuck', need much
But heat in the truck, in the dutch, beats I'm beatin' 'em up
Streetsweepin' 'em up, deals is suckers
More than the game, don't let the fame go to brain

I'm still in the rain, where get caught in the drain
It's to me, niggaz ain't fuckin' wit me
I at your V and leave you niggaz slumped in your seat
Jump if it's beef but wolves somethin' to eat

dollar signs cover my eyes, Gucci material
Bottom line, on my nine wit no serial
First class and TV's is digital

You could bust and get it right homey
Up in the club, we to get it gully
Smoke weed, henny, man get it ugly
Hard liquor for sure, 'cause we pop bubbly

Load up your steel, dump it only
We don't talk, true story, all about our
From the we ride, you know our style homey
If shorty wanna bounce wit us she out homey

Shit, 'cause it's all
Load your pistol, I right and I'm sure to hit you
Shoot walls, you could die with your bitch too
So ladies, get out the way

You gotta be dog, I got to spray first, nigga
Turn promotional van into a hearse
Oh, bitches the way I sit in the drop, pull up in the spot
They suck cock off the of the watch

homey and that's alone
Fuck you got guns for if your at home?
You need to have 'em on waste like me
Run, duck, hide from the like me

Been the world on fake ID
I got businesses, shot
Bottom line, X-1 is hot this shit

You could bust guns and get it homey
Up in the club, we came to get it
Smoke weed, henny, man get it ugly
Hard liquor for sure, we don't pop bubbly

Load up your steel, dump it only
We don't talk, story, all about our money
From the streets we ride, you our style homey
If shorty wanna bounce wit us then she out

Yo Woozy, Googly and
Roofies and usually on
Luny, and moody
Stupid, I hate the world I'm too me

Drink until I up and smoke until I tweak
Can't see me settle for less I peak
Two milly, I'm too
Fifty thousand pills a week, I'm too

Stocks and realty, and feel we
and whiskey, I pop til I'm twisty
Talented and gifty, fuck til I'm D
I'm so empty, everybodies