Luyện nghe bài hát What I Do

Straight on the 40 ounce, brain cells fry
Like a strip all day get high
Never ending story course stay fly
My mom's a math teacher so I multiply
Not a myself so I ride
At my 98 parked outside
Hustle and mixtapes I'm get by
Double U E B follow with a Y
that's me and I be so cool
To be on my you gonna need a step-stool
Always been a troublemaker gotta rules
every law till they kick me out of school
So up you'd think I'm chuggin' jet fuel
Chasing a bottle of moon shine with an
No more rules let me up Billy Madison
And have em on banana peels if they challenge him
I'm bafflin' any with what I'm rappin' and
The future's bright I think I'm staring at a halogen
Born in '88 I got it on my abdomen
Product of the 90s, practicin'
Then it started happenin', turned into a
bred pit with a little Maltise
Woof, any track I see
You've now been warned, you'd better hide beats

I'ma never a f*ck about you
I'm just doing I do
Murder any I put my mind too
Thought you that's what I do
Rappin' on the mike till my face blue
and through that's what I do
That's I do

Stop sleeping over there man the blunt
L ride town and be back for lunch
Got a full plate of beats and some Captain
Me on the mike lost a battle once
else, murked em
Cooked it up, em
Pen in hand I got the of a surgeon
Freestyles em, written rhymes flawless
Like the names of every Ninja Turtle, I'm an artist
B*tch, nobody stoppin' I'm sayin'
Lyrical display gon' shock em like
Everyday ragin', show me the party's at
the b*tches where the broads where the hotties at?
Where the where the bud, where the Marley at?
Where the stage I'm bouta give the crowd a attack
Life's short so you know I gotta it up
Brim low dutch rolled I'ma give a f*ck

All I got's my word and my balls just a nerve a cause
Livin' life like a video game so press
Double tap X a shot to the brain
Back back square hit em with the scorpion
So get over here b*tch ill kick em like Liu
And fatality anybody who shits on my
Its tatted up tyrant, heatin' up the climate
Pissing on haters like puppies on fire hydrants
It's that motherf*ckin' Rhyme full bottle of pills
with a bottle of wine
Fully transform bout to over the game soon
Ain't no mothaf*cka I'm to bring the flame to
Got em rotisserie I be smokin' piffery
Making connect like letters written in calligraphy
Not a person here in my shoes
'Cause see Webby's back and is what I do