Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Do It

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

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

Mr. 'I don't give a fuck', need much
But in the truck, weed 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 nothin' to me, niggaz fuckin' wit me
I dump at your V and leave you slumped in your seat
if it's beef but wolves need somethin' to eat

Nigga dollar signs cover my eyes, material
Bottom line, hand on my nine wit no
class flights and TV's is digital

You could bust guns and get it right
Up in the club, we to get it gully
weed, drink 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
the streets 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 ain't right and I'm to hit you
Shoot through walls, you could die with your too
So ladies, get out the way

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

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

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

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

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

Yo Woozy, Googly and
Roofies and on two-three
Luny, and moody
Stupid, I hate the I'm too into me

Drink until I throw up and until I tweak
see me settle for less until I peak
Two milly, I'm too
thousand pills a week, I'm too filthy

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