Luyện nghe bài hát WHAT U DOING

(INTRO IN)

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

(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 money all the time
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(VERSE ONE)

First things ni**a
for ever
Two
I will ever be no lame a** ni**a

Maybe if you was smarter you would get on my
My get get bread is certified, we winners
Sideline ain't in it
Intended for the real out her pushing the frontline
Its time
So I get to the money
Homegirl told me focus
Think them ni**as round you
So I'm, up all till the morning
Treating my bread like my
Two steps ahead of really 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
lie to me ni**a if you ain't down
You down
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 dick
Pissed about the stones I
Out my writs wear, who tell me something
Cause I like I done done it for the whole
Damn city and I'm
Racks on, on heavy
Fabalon yeah we on
(and I them boys sick)
the album drop, single pop then 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 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 TWO)
Nah
I can it to you play boy
I just know I know what I know
Get that urge to get and I go
All my get ni**as they know
Its dat feeling its da
Its dat fu*k out of here ni**a we ain't got time to be about broke
We ain't got time to be about slow
We ain't got time to be about no
Its Life
And it you ain't down yoself twice
And I that disrespect (NICE!)
We gone keep on doing that same
That got us popping in the first
Now we hotter a flame pit
all day bitch
(And you it)
Still pop surround, holding
double up pouring purp
Still in the mix hit get Yurp!
All of my
All of my
Still getting money, ducking the
Sucka for lovers can't fade us
Still here, still till, still paper
So um, watch me, while I
Fabaloning my dirt
Man I know you see me and it hurt
Boys down, but I kept tight work
Where I'm from tuff get boys put to sleep but
E-Thugs talk tuff when out of reach
But you gets fu*ks up into me
(CAUSE ITS BABY YEAH!)

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