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

Say do something
That's the way that I was
But we living in different ways
But no what you was taught
Every man must his own

Pac me, "reach the block homies"
When the know me then you get guacamole
Still watch police even if you got dough these
Haza's will not scold me, 'cause I am not
I am a
I made my on this planet, I am cha-ching
my Asian name, I get dough from rhyming supreme
I was poor, now I am a
I was low as slime in
That's man, I put the 'woop' on it
A few moments you gon' get a new song with 'soo-woo' on it
The youth want it in groups to use the on this
A bad man, that's I am, an odd one
ask me what your broad done
I'ma say to the brethren Wa
Solid as Halie
So nobody to stop me
Plus I got to watch me
Free the thottie's debauchery
Stay away from fed's
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
Making me ten feet
Looking
Wassup
Say something, do
Wassup
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 suburban black on white cop
Who never been to the hood, to the
Cause the perception they get all the killings on the TV
Ain't good, in the hood
So it's nervous when they service
No courage can to murders
The squirters make them
And I it can't be refurbished
the word is "We deserve it"
Cause someone alerted, we with purges
us dead and deserted
Permanently dirted, it
In a box I'm not dyin' shot
Tryna my time stop
Nine got slimes that mind bop
And it never do dime
Born on Nine' block to dot
the rhymes locked where they find bop
I can still on Highland, walk on Wayne
Claiming what I to claim
Soft and sensitive suckers, they the walk of shame
Heads wire, like that bled, ours
The flyers
we say something, do something
Red

And if I ever to fall
I lift with both feet on the
Making me ten tall
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 blokes
Who tote for silly folkes
till they chilly most
Kill broke 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 so much
Impossible to have no
Anybody faking we say up
We got our street and showed up
That's from all the and bumping
We found the light in the sunken
is plight and disfunction
Plowed us right into
frighting and then funking
But the cowards and punching
And the pal is trying to him
Now we flying and
Flying higher than med
We bred sires and bed lie-ers
They get nothing and we got everything, Meyer
I salute the triple OG, Red