Luyện nghe bài hát WHAT U DOING

(INTRO IN)

We go than you use to doing all the thangs we choose to
Man I'm all about my pesos so the move when I say so
And you use to haters
But around me gets no love
This Htown that's Inglewood and its to you by Fabalon

(CHORUS)

If you ain't bout this paper you doing
(what you huh?)
Cause I be getting money all the
(I be money)
Yeah I be getting money all the
(I be money)
Yeah I be getting all the time
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(VERSE ONE)

First things ni**a
for ever
Two
I will never ever be no a** ni**a

Maybe if you was you would get on my level
My get get bread is certified, we winners
Sideline ni**a in it
Intended for the real ni**as out her the frontline
Its rack
So I get to the money
Homegirl Chell told me
Think them round you phony
So I'm, up all night the morning
Treating my bread like my
Two ahead of ni**as really on it
So in the morning, that's four step of these fake ni**as
Getting no younger ain't no time to be ni**a
Don't lie to me if you ain't down
You ain't
I get it, I respect dat sh*t, but don't sweat that
See you at the top of the
you get there
I'll be with a bad
Feeling on my dick
about the stones I lost
Out my writs wear, who tell me something
Cause I feel like I done done it for the
Damn and I'm ready
Racks on, racks on
yeah we on baby
(and I know them sick)
Once the drop, single pop then oh sh*t!
you how to do it
Show you I'm the man or the closest to it
Fu*k boy, yaself
(What you on!!)

(CHORUS)

If you ain't bout this paper you doing
(what you huh?)
Cause I be getting all the time
(I be money)
I be getting money all the time
(I be money)
I be getting money all the time
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(VERSE TWO)
Nah
I can explain it to you boy
I just what I know what I know
Get urge to get paper and I go
All my get bread they know
Its dat feeling its da
Its dat out of here ni**a we ain't got time to be talking about broke
We ain't got time to be talking slow
We ain't got to be talking about no
Its F-A-B-A-L-O-N
And it you ain't down kill yoself
And I that disrespect (NICE!)
We gone keep on doing same sh*t
got us popping in the first place
Now we than a flame pit
all day bitch
(And you it)
pop surround, still holding
Still double up purp
Still in the mix hit get Yurp!
All of my
All of my
Still getting money, the haters
Sucka for lovers nucka fade us
here, still till, still getting paper
So um, watch me, I work
Fabaloning my dirt
Man I know you see me shinning and it
Boys talk down, but I kept work
Where I'm from tuff tongue get boys put to but
E-Thugs talk tuff when out of reach
But you gets fu*ks up into me
(CAUSE ITS FABALON YEAH!)

(CHORUS)
If you ain't bout paper what you doing
(what you huh?)
Cause I be money all the time
(I be money)
Yeah I be getting all the time
(I be money)
Yeah I be getting money all the
X2