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

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

Pac me, "reach the block homies"
When the thot's know me then you get
Still gotta watch police even if you got dough
will not scold me, 'cause I am not Toby
I am a
I my mark on this planet, I am cha-ching
That's my Asian name, I get dough from supreme
I was poor, now I am a
I was low as in latrines
That's amazing man, I put the on it
A few moments then you gon' get a new 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 broad done
I'ma say to the Wa Gwan
as Halie Selassie
So it's nobody to me
I got Maudie to watch me
Free the thottie's debauchery
Stay from fed's wires
Come fake us
And you get lead fired
we known to say something, do something (What?)
Red

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

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

You suburban black on white cop
Who never to the hood, to the hood
Cause the perception they get from all the on the TV
Ain't good, in the hood
So it's nervous they give service
No can lead to murders
The squirters make them
And I heard it be refurbished
When the word is "We it"
someone alerted, we flirted with purges
Leaving us and deserted
Permanently dirted, it
In a pine box I'm not shot
Tryna make my stop
got them slimes that mind bop
And it never do dime
Born on block to crime dot
Then the rhymes locked they find bop
I can still walk on Highland, on Wayne
Claiming what I aught to
Soft and sensitive suckers, take the walk of shame
wire, like that they bled, ours
The flyers
Because we say something, do
Red

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

All I got is my
as my name is good

Feel evil, though
Sinister shit for illy
Who milly tote for silly
till they chilly most
Kill these broke enemies be untill he croaks
Leaving 'em wrapped in a coat
Crossing him a chin like a billy goat
We talk this way we been through so much
Impossible to no guts
faking we say hold up
We got our street and showed up
That's all the fighting and bumping
We found the light in the sunken
Down is and disfunction
Plowed us right something
Hours frighting and then
But the prying and punching
And the pal is trying to him
Now we flying and
Flying than med tryers
We bred sires and they bed
They get and we got everything, Fred Meyer
I salute the triple OG, Red