Luyện nghe bài hát Why I Do It

Get off my dick, let me do me
That's a million bucks, two weeks
I'm fuckin' on an actress, we makin'
I'm pullin' out my camera, we new scenes
I'm flexin' stupid on these niggas, on these niggas
all this drank, Lord I'm juicin' on these niggas
Got my ballin' hard, Sheryl Swoopin' on these niggas
your fuckin' business and stop googlin' on me, nigga
I do Tunechi on niggas

Ridin' the city with a bad bitch with me
She wanna know if she can her friends
But my niggas know if they're pretty
Yeah can tag along
Bet you I tag 'em all
a little love and some alcohol
But I'ma 'em off to my niggas
'em out when I'm done, nigga, fuck 'em all
Back to the
I so hard like I get paid overtime
But when I see the check come
Run up in the mall, buy the same thing times
Call this
'Cause when the hoes see me shop, you can hear the drop
Runnin' up a get 'em so wet
Gotta ball out, call it
They wanna know how I go so but I'm still so young
And I'm eating so good, and I'm not done
No I ain't stoppin' I got it all
And I'm winnin' 'til it no room for losin'

I ain't gotta you why I do it
Get cash, get cars, go
I ain't gotta you why I do it
I don't ask why you do your job
I ain't gotta you why I do it
I sundown to sunrise
Don't tell me to it, cause I might lose it
I ain't tell you why I do it
I gotta tell you why I do it
I ain't gotta you why I do it
I ain't tell you why I do it
I ain't gotta you why I do it
have to tell you, the plan is relentless
I gotta tell you why I do it
that's my business
Even if you say you don't with it

you know for my niggas I'ma stay down
Stay down, down
We never them bitches, better lay down
Lay down, lay
But never come around when the money out
out, money out
I've done seen people ran out
Tryna around for a handout

I up this mornin', dick rock hard
If you lookin' for woman, she just hopped off
If you lookin' for some trouble, ain't gotta far
I put that in her stomach, she holla, "Good Lord"
I put that in her stomach, she holla, "Good God"
These claimin' they thuggin', they know they good boys
My niggas call me KG, cause I'm the God
And my coupe don't need a key, I'm talkin' push start, start
and vibin', ain't hidin', come find me
It ain't hard to find me cause nigga I'm
I ain't got to tell boys, they know I'm shinin'
I ain't got to tell my goons up, they bother you
Fuck with me right now, that's bad
children and sad mommies
Fuck all this shit they be 'bout me
I'm on sippin', too damn drowsy for that bullshit

I ain't tell you why I do it
Get cash, get cars, go
I gotta tell you why I do it
I don't ask why you do your job
I gotta tell you why I do it
I grind sundown to
Don't me to prove it, cause I might lose it
I gotta tell you why I do it
I gotta tell you why I do it
I gotta tell you why I do it
I ain't tell you why I do it
I ain't gotta you why I do it
Don't have to you, the plan is relentless
I ain't tell you why I do it
Nigga that's my
if you say you don't fuck with it