Luyện nghe bài hát Red Byers (Say Som'n Do Som'n)

Say do something
That's the way I was raised
But we living in ways nowadays
But no matter what you was
Every man hold his own

Pac told me, "reach the homies"
When the thot's know me you get guacamole
Still gotta watch even if you got dough these
Haza's will not scold me, 'cause I am not
I am a
I made my mark on planet, I am cha-ching
That's my Asian name, I get from rhyming supreme
I was poor, now I am a
I was low as in latrines
amazing man, I put the 'woop' on it
A few moments then you get a new song with 'soo-woo' on it
The youth want it in groups to use the loop on
A bad man, what I am, an odd one
Never ask me what your broad
say to the brethren Wa Gwan
Solid as Halie
So it's nobody to me
Plus I got Maudie to me
Free from the debauchery
Stay from fed's wires
Come fake us
And you gonna get fired
Cause we to say something, do something (What?)
Red

And if I ever started to
I lift with feet on the ground
me ten feet tall
Looking
Wassup
Say something, do
now?
Say something, do
Ah me?
Say something, do
OG
Say something, do

If I it I meant it
This how I
die for it
how I am

You suburban black on white cop
Who been to the hood, to the hood
Cause the perception get from all the killings on the TV
Ain't good, in the hood
So it's nervous when they give
No can lead to murders
The squirters make them
And I it can't be refurbished
When the word is "We it"
Cause alerted, we flirted with purges
Leaving us and deserted
Permanently dirted, it
In a pine box I'm not shot
Tryna make my stop
Nine got them that mind bop
And it do dime drop
on Nine' block to crime dot
Then the rhymes locked they find bop
I can still walk on Highland, walk on
what I aught to claim
Soft and sensitive suckers, take the walk of shame
Heads wire, like they bled, ours
The flyers
Because we say something, do
Red

And if I started to fall
I lift with both feet on the
Making me ten feet
Looking
Wassup
Say something, do
Wassup
Say something, do
Ah me?
Say something, do
OG
Say something, do

All I got is my
Long as my is good

Feel evil, really
Sinister shit for illy
Who milly tote for silly
till they chilly most
Kill these enemies finna be untill he croaks
Leaving 'em wrapped in a coat
Crossing him with a like a billy goat
We talk this way cause we been through so
Impossible to no guts
Anybody we say hold up
We got our street and showed up
That's from all the fighting and
We found the light in the sunken
Down is plight and
Plowed us right into
Hours frighting and then
But the prying and punching
And the pal is to trump him
Now we flying and
Flying higher med tryers
We bred and they bed lie-ers
They get and we got everything, Fred Meyer
I the triple OG, Red Byers