Luyện nghe bài hát Suckas Do What They Can

[ intro: roger ]
1
Too $hort, yup
Said I'm a playa, yeah

playa

Playa...

[ 1: too $hort ]
Whoever try to buy a new benz, spend money on your
Order up some shit with a pocket of ends
Ain't no for suckers, bitch, I'm a hustler
For the last 12 years I could never get of
That cash, I it in my jeans, bitch
Have you ever seen it? a big pile of green
When I it, bitch, I'm the man
I do I want, suckers do what they can
That's why I moved to the a, straight the bay
I'm still mackin everyday, anyway
And if you don't it, I don't give a fuck
I'ma still let my top down and this shit up
Nothin on my business, keep gettin paid
If stick together, maybe we'll live to see the day
When everybody keep ballin like me and my
Let these gold-diggin bitches my spokes
Short dog in the

[ chorus: roger ]
Real playaz do what want to
(real playaz)
Suckaz do what can
(ha-ha, ha-ha-ha) (what can do)
Real playaz do what want to
(yeah, playaz)
No for strugglin
(real playaz, ha-ha-ha)
Real playaz do what want to
(short dog)
Suckaz do what can
(yukmouth) (yukmeezy) (thugged out) (fo' sheezy)
Real playaz do what want to
Real thugz hustlin

[ 2: yukmouth ]
Hop in the ranger rover, mob, this out my car
better be hard, ghetto celebrity star
Smoke 'dro out of jars
to be fraud, catch me at the telly with broads
Havin trois, x-ed out on the celly with todd
"short dog, what's up? " he told me roger passed
I hollered, my about to crash
Copped a block of hash, an of grass
Damn! crystal, poured me a glass
Then the whole rest of the bottle out on the flo' for yo' ass
for my nigga roger, the godfather of futuristic funk
Here's the ganja, get it
Twist the skunk, hit it
And that shit movin and
Thug niggas do what they want to, and busta niggas do what doin
I went from rags to riches, bitches, jags and 6's
To droppin a solo album that's more than the last shit did
I got the and ave's addicted
? ? ? swiss accounts, drunk as in the stretch narrow strippers

Real do what they want to
(real playaz)
Suckaz do they can
(real playaz)
Real playaz do what want to
(plow!)
No for strugglin
(ha-ha-ha-ha, out, fool)
playaz do what they want to
(real playaz)
Suckaz do they can
(check it out, nigga)
playaz do what they want to
(plow!)
Real gon' hustlin

[ verse 3: 1 ]
I've come from more bounce to the ounce to dog and roger troutman
Yukmouth, we thugged out for the and all the power
niggas do what they want to, suckers do what the fuck they can

Poppin my collar, li-livin the hustler's
fiend for cream, pockets bust out the seams
Franklin and is my dogs, I die for em
(die for em) c-cry, lie, for em (ride for em)
Nigga, I know you heard it through the
I was out here it way too live
Doin way too much, I'm to touch 40 million bucks
And flip a jet with ? ? ? , about 14
Flop through your hood, this shit, smokin sticky green
Thugs be hustlin, muggin and muscle in
No time for strugglin, your mind on bubblin
You see me through websites, but I still got 'computer love'
For my nigga roger troutman, he was ridin with real thugs

Real playaz do what they to
(immortalized)
Suckaz do what can
(real thugs)
playaz do what they want to
(real playaz)
No for strugglin
(westside, nigga)
Real playaz do they want to
(immortalized)
Suckaz do they can
(for
it out, nigga)
Real playaz do what they to
(plow!)
Real gon' hustlin
(westside)

playaz
(immortalized)

Real

playaz
Baby, baby,
Ooh
1's a real playa, baby

You keep on
you know
Don't you know you watch yourself
You watch yourself
You better yourself
You you got to be...

Don't you be in em streets, nigga
Don't you be trippin in em streets,
Spice 1 gon' tell you how really goin' down

Real


Playa...