Luyện nghe bài hát Do the Damn Thing

Look, I can see niggas stuntin'
To this right now, not now, but now
Yea, yea, ch-ch-yea, look,
Look, lo-lo-look, look,

no love for the other side, fuck all the tricks
Pop the glove on the other side, through the bricks
love how a brother ride, truckin' it sick
I'm of on the southern side, I pluck through it quick

I one of them boys since way back when
This is way before a nigga brought gray in
So if I spray Mac-10's, bet you niggas lay back
Like you in a Maybach Benz

Yea I made crack grins but ain't a thing funny
I keep a pocket fulla, do the thang money
I keep it comin' with bottles of dunny
So it bouncin' till you pull a hamstring honey

These just better have a Gothic for me
I got them hoes starin' like got a problem with me
I got them boys slingin' rocks in the for me
I'm rich bitch, ballin' a hobby for me

I got a full of money and my wrist all froze
So fuck what you heard, we don't them hoes
Hey, do the damn thang, oh do the damn

A nigga might but it ain't still funny
Got a pocket fulla that, do the damn money
Hey, do the thang, oh do the damn thang

My phone is tapped and so is my room
We can't hide the money here, we need a room
Let me you what I stand fo'
Schwarzenegger, call me commando

On that Remy Martin, nigga matter of
I ain't Fat Joe but I can make 'em back
Save your ammo, don't it
Got him dodgin' bullets he in the matrix

strapped and ya better dip
Carvin' 15, got six
nigga, got a lotta dough
Call me Boston George, got a blow

They place orders, so I cakes
I'm a bodybuilder, pump a weight
You see the diamonds in my damn
It ain't to tell, I do the damn thang

I got a pocket full of money and my all froze
So fuck what you heard, we don't love hoes
Hey, do the thang, oh do the damn thang

A nigga might grin but it ain't still
Got a pocket fulla that, do the thang money
Hey, do the damn thang, oh do the thang

You waitin' instead of participatin' them boys
You skatin' on 22, datin's like them boys
I'm hatin' they communicatin' with them boys
I'm waitin' just to send them to Satan for that

see a nigga stones look sick and I gotta stack
Of singles in my hand, that's phone thick
'Cuz I'm so hood that I'm no good bitch
And even if she gotta then a hoe should switch

And get that shit spitta, get wit her, shit gitter
Sit wit her, hit spitter, don't bitch chitter
My style fit with her, I tell her you don went
Now you need to go right like a hitta

I know them tricks when I'm in the six with her
So I'm in a mix with her, forty six with her
And I'm higher than a
But a nigga try then he gon' die in motherfucker

I got a pocket full of and my wrist all froze
So fuck you heard, we don't love them hoes
Hey, do the damn thang, oh do the damn

A nigga might grin but it still funny
Got a pocket fulla that, do the damn money
Hey, do the damn thang, oh do the damn