Luyện nghe bài hát Tryin to Do Something

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

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

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

I heard you want a
Wont you lay up and give me the chance
I saying romance, now what you to be enhanced
I'm matured enough, and I ain't approached you for
And the reason I up off cause you workig with something
Now I done had a little herb, now I done build up the
On top of that my head tight from everything the boss
I'm pitching, cause your curves got me wanting to home
And that I flip other things besides ounz
Tel your girl you're gone, you gots to rome
He leaving things, he get it on, get it on
You cold me moan, so you up for screwing me
use engenuity when you doing me
Damn you ? ? ? blues you matching hot shoes
Pretty legs but gone get bruised
There's no one gonna get
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Straight to the shorty
I'm trying to do something

Back stage at the peepin
You wanted me to see you and I'm thinking creepin
Far from home, unknown, rock bone
Hotel booked and I don't wanta be
it's the tone got me visualizing this song
Camouflauge love all night making me
Thug passion, in the back seat off your fashion
Run and tell your girls about night with the assassin
I'm here tonight and the vibe is
Red and lights are glowing over brian mcknight
But my flight, and I'll be outta your sight
my address down so you can write
But for now do something
Fuck the and the talking
My dogs just barkin
Take outfit off and put the soldiers shit on
And go to the war me
number's on the desk
Hit me you trying to do something