Luyện nghe bài hát You Do, I Do

Yo, this nothin' but rock shit
I don't think y'all can't keep up with this
all you motherfuckers, fuck you
I think they can get with it
There's too much shit on
Yo yo yo yo yo

I was chillin' up, whom? Dog
Rockin', diamond and G the rooftop cut
I'ma grown man, don't got no time for an' stuff
I got balls that'll beat ya ollets 21

Look at my face, Doc's the name, forget it
I makes ya ya scream, "Bow"
Like my Willie, I get sick with it
Re-dig with it, I had a inch slug up
Before yo' stink bit it

I betta clippin' crap that y'all cats is
A prays if the eight jacks so send through facts, reservoir
Ja Ja go ball when I was
whores, when Rock came to the door

You never before, life to your hood
My shows leave niggaz vexed like Rosewood
When I drop the filth weather, bigga
Our dog fucked the outta bitch, of Tiger Mill

You drinkin', I'm
You smokin', I'm
You freakin', I'm
You fuckin', we

You up, we fucked up
We make it, we it
You me, I hate you
You shit, I talk shit

In a I be the E, cat an' mouse and cash
Not ballin' niggaz out there, can touch my stash
Or touch the S-class, double O sittin' on Pirelli's, chrome
The big two O, catch the pitcher, my whole rap is deep

For all ya dues, I'm the only show that peeps
Last week I was uptown, the streets
Step upon 1-5-fifth and get
That's when I do, when I roll dolo, I call her

There was a time if I ain't doin' that, I ain't shit
I go to the studio and make a hit
I my baby's moms, an hear her talk shit
I scoop, I ain't get my kids, niggaz

We hit Toys are Russ and then D's
And go to a movie, the end today, and to 'em
And take 'em around away, and that's real

You drinkin', I'm
You smokin', I'm
You freakin', I'm
You fuckin', we

You fucked up, we up
We it, we take it
You me, I hate you
You shit, I talk shit

Well it's the sly Gemini, me and cuttin' drops
Have the guy, known but still just gettin' by
And I verify mathematics don't lie,
Put in some work, and get a of the pie

It be the niggaz that don't pertain to the situation
That we tryin' to come up off the chips, and niggaz
And always worried if I'ma diss you, you insecure
To the government, stay out my

was glad when I came with the keys to the chains
To the block to the stage, now it's time to rock
I return like I left, D E F, got the whole world gaspin' for breath
We got these hoes spread it out like mustard, I ask and Chop
said, "Yo, don't trust it", no, no no no