Luyện nghe bài hát Tryin to Do Something

Ugh ha, do that to one of those
And uh, that you trying to do something
I'm trying to do something, y'all that

The eye contact that you and I
Make me wanna be real and make these niggas
If I I would
And I even frontin
I'm gonna be real with ya, look I'm trying to do
The eye contact that you and I
Make me be real and make these niggas disappear
If I could I
And I ain't frontin
I'm gonna be blunt with ya, look I'm to do something

Maybe it's the bud in me, or the in p
Got these ghetto hoties to put they love in me
I'm a g the cp3 and dedicated
Screaming no limit and these playa haters hate it
shorty, hit the blunt, drop the ruger
Come to a nigga, let the p seduce ya
Work it a solo flex, say you wanna a ruff-neck
Cristal and strawberries, weed smoking, sex
I you to open your legs as wide as you could
So I can hit the back with this nickle plated wood
Up and like a roller coaster
From your to your back
Let a gangsta ya
I ain't trippin, never cause I got straps
9 months later, we ain't no caps
clean, no strings attached
Little bump-n-grind, thang are you with that

I you want a romance
Wont you lay up there and me the chance
I ain't romance, now what you to be enhanced
I'm matured enough, and I approached you for nothing
And the reason I came up off you workig with something
Now I done had a little herb, now I build up the nerve
On top of that my head from everything the boss serve
I'm pitching, cause your got me wanting to slide home
And prove that I other things besides ounz
Tel your girl you're gone, baby you to rome
He with things, he get it on, get it on
You make me moan, so you up for screwing me
use engenuity when you doing me
Damn you ? ? ? blues you matching hot shoes
legs but knees gone get bruised
There's no one gonna get
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to the point shorty
Look I'm trying to do

Back stage at the peepin
You me to see you and I'm thinking about creepin
Far from home, destination unknown, rock
Hotel booked and I wanta be alone
Maybe it's the tone got me visualizing song
Camouflauge love all making me moan
Thug passion, in the back seat ripping off your
Run and tell your girls about your night the assassin
I'm here tonight and the vibe is
Red and blue lights are glowing brian mcknight
But tomorrow my flight, and I'll be your sight
Take my down so you can write
But for now lets do
the frontin and the talking
My dogs just barkin
Take outfit off and put the soldiers shit on
And go to the war me
Pager on the desk
Hit me when you to do something