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

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

Pac me, "reach the block homies"
When the thot's know me you get guacamole
Still gotta police even if you got dough these
will not scold me, 'cause I am not Toby
I am a
I made my mark on 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
amazing man, I put the 'woop' on it
A few then you gon' get a new song with 'soo-woo' on it
The youth want it in to use the loop on this
A bad man, what I am, an odd one
Never ask me your broad done
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 away from wires
fake with us
And you gonna get fired
Cause we to say something, do something (What?)
Red

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

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

You consider suburban black on cop
Who been to the hood, to the hood
Cause the perception get from all the killings on the TV
Ain't never good, in the
So it's nervous when they service
No courage can lead to
The squirters make them
And I heard it be refurbished
When the is "We deserve it"
Cause someone alerted, we flirted purges
us dead and deserted
Permanently dirted, it
In a box I'm not dyin' shot
Tryna my time stop
Nine got them slimes mind bop
And it do dime drop
Born on Nine' block to 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
we say something, do something
Red

And if I ever started to
I with both feet on the ground
Making me ten tall
Looking
Wassup
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, really
Sinister for illy blokes
Who milly for silly folkes
Busting they chilly most
Kill these broke finna be untill he croaks
'em wrapped in a drilly coat
Crossing him with a chin like a goat
We this way cause we been through so much
Impossible to have no
Anybody faking we say up
We got our street and city up
That's all the fighting and bumping
We found the light in the hole
is plight and disfunction
Plowed us into something
Hours frighting and then
But the prying and punching
And the pal is trying to him
Now we flying and
Flying higher med tryers
We bred sires and bed lie-ers
get nothing and we got everything, Fred Meyer
I salute the OG, Red Byers