Luyện nghe bài hát What It Do

Fresh, Fresh a yeah a
Fresh, Fresh a yeah a
Fresh, Fresh a yeah a

Yo, Rednecks, Colords, Asians, Africans,
What ever you is, is yo boy
Fresh to the snipes ya
young flip, and I call this one

Now what it do, yeah got to much loot
Now what it do, ya push that GT G loot
Now what it do, ya baby show the twos
Ain't playin' wit me homie let the shoot

Now what it do, yeah baby young flippa is
Now what it do, ya candy cadalac
Now what it do, yo bracks its just to much playin'
I still rep for my lane, now what is sayin'

You you baby,
Mama wanna wit a G
she shakin' her ass to this
Mannie Fresh

I'm fly as a
as a mothafuckers, fo row
Down the chain out belt buckle, aaa
And I'm on the grind

I own ten
But I'm neva on
I up late
I blow up weight

You doin' shows down
But you can't go up
Now it do
I tryin' to wit you and you

I'm 20 deep, I ain't tripping bring ya
I got my
You lil' 22's, we cloven g's
The home and leaving DJ

Now it do, yeah nigga got to much loot
Now what it do, ya baby push that GT G
Now what it do, ya baby show the platinum
Ain't playin' wit me homie let the eagle

Now what it do, yeah baby flippa is back
Now what it do, ya nigga cadalac
Now what it do, pump yo its just to much playin'
I rep for my lane, now what is y'all sayin'

I got the, big home, the whip
The king you cant take my throne
I been chillin' on the low dough fo show
Run up on me 30 shots but I'm 'em go

You can't fuck wit my team I'm just you know
If it cost 500 regular dro
Cops pull a ova
'Cause jealous of my Carmo

ZZ's 1200 you could smell it through the
Rapper roll it up
Get the drink, it up
You you can't

Come wit me if you ain't old
You know that eagle come wit a holster
But my GT ain't wit a choffer, damn

Now what it do, yeah nigga got to loot
Now it do, ya baby push that GT G loot
Now what it do, ya baby the platinum twos
Ain't playin' wit me homie let the eagle

Now it do, yeah baby young flippa is back
Now what it do, ya nigga candy
Now what it do, pump yo bracks its just to playin'
I still rep for my lane, now what is sayin'

Yeah, the boy say I'm shinin' boy
But shit came from grinin' boy
Yell the diamonds everywhere like a up junin'
Dog I heard your paper low I got that stuck up

Shut the fuck up dummy, you hard as us
I went to France and found out you ain't as us
I get paid ta come to the club and chill
Let yo chick braid my cause she love my grill

Fuck a house on the hill my ship by the lake
I'm like jiga, I can do in one day
We got weight, we got drunk, we got all the
Ask 'bout Lil' Flip you don't know I'm from

Now what it do, yeah nigga got to much
Now what it do, ya baby that GT G loot
Now what it do, ya baby show the twos
Ain't playin' wit me let the eagle shoot

Now what it do, yeah baby flippa is back
Now what it do, ya candy cadalac
Now it do, pump yo bracks its just to much playin'
I rep for my lane, now what is y'all sayin'

Yeah, yeah how we do it man
Ya niggas to step ya game up man
Glove G's in the buldin'
duk in the buldin'

D-rad in the
Rarena in the buldin'
Black Al Capone in the
Dre Add in the

Big west in the buldin'
And we it, so, so mothauckin' big
Big in te buldin'
M in the buldin'

We gettin' money
And you see me in the street say what it do
And don't call me flip no mothauckin'
Call me flipa ha ha ha

And we out