Luyện nghe bài hát WHAT U DOING

(INTRO IN)

We go harder than you use to doing all the thangs we 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 and its brought to you by Fabalon

(CHORUS)

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

things first ni**a
Faba-lon for
Two
I will never ever be no lame a**

Maybe if you was smarter you would get on my
My get get bread agenda is certified, we
Sideline ain't in it
Intended for the ni**as out her pushing the frontline
Its rack
So I get back to the
Homegirl Chell told me
Think them round you phony
So I'm, up all night till the
Treating my bread like my
Two steps ahead of ni**as on it
So in the morning, that's four step ahead of these fake
Getting no ain't no time to be waiting ni**a
Don't lie to me ni**a if you down
You ain't
I get it, I respect dat sh*t, but don't that sh*t
See you at the top of the
you get there
I'll be a bad chick
Feeling on my hairs
Pissed about the I lost
Out my writs wear, who going me something
Cause I feel like I done done it for the
Damn city and I'm
on, racks on heavy
Fabalon yeah we on
(and I know boys sick)
Once the album drop, single pop oh sh*t!
you how to do it
Show you I'm the man or the thing to it
Fu*k boy, kill
(What you on!!)

(CHORUS)

If you ain't bout paper what you doing
(what you huh?)
Cause I be getting all the time
(I be money)
Yeah I be getting all the time
(I be money)
Yeah I be money all the time
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(VERSE TWO)
Nah
I can it to you play boy
I know what I know what I know
Get that to get paper and I go
All my get bread ni**as know
Its dat its da glow
Its dat fu*k out of here ni**a we ain't got time to be about broke
We ain't got to be talking about 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 twice
And I that disrespect (NICE!)
We gone keep on doing that sh*t
got us popping in the first place
Now we hotter a flame pit
all day bitch
(And you it)
Still pop surround, holding
Still double up pouring
Still in the mix hit get Yurp!
All of my
All of my
Still getting money, ducking the
Sucka for lovers nucka can't us
Still here, till, still getting paper
So um, me, while I work
Fabaloning my dirt
Man I know you see me and it hurt
Boys talk down, but I kept work
Where I'm tuff tongue get boys put to sleep but
E-Thugs tuff when they out of reach
But you fu*ks up running into me
(CAUSE ITS BABY YEAH!)

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