Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Do It

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

I'm gettin' of the war stories, kid I heard 'em all
And before could fake and make up another 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 a fuck', don't need much
But in the truck, weed in the dutch, beats I'm beatin' 'em up
Streetsweepin' 'em up, niggaz deals is
More than the game, let the fame go to your brain

I'm still in the rain, where lives get in the drain
It's nothin' to me, niggaz fuckin' wit me
I dump at your V and you niggaz slumped in your seat
if it's beef but wolves need somethin' to eat

Nigga signs cover my eyes, Gucci material
Bottom line, hand on my wit no serial
First class flights and TV's is

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

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

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

You be kiddin' dog, I got to spray first, nigga
your promotional van into a hearse
Oh, bitches love the way I sit in the drop, pull up in the
They suck off the strength of the watch

Lil' homey and alone
Fuck you got guns for if your gats at
You need to have 'em on waste like me
Run, duck, hide the Jake like me

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

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

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

Yo Woozy, and Cookie
and usually on two-three
Luny, disrespectful and
Stupid, I hate the world I'm too me

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

and realty, crops and feel we
Scotch and whiskey, I pop til I'm
Talented and gifty, til I'm limp D
I'm so empty, everybodies