Luyện nghe bài hát Do What U Gotta

Yeah, I ride til I blew wit the case, through the
Use the ways, niggas talk til they blue in the
Been is nothing to me, come and see
I get it in, Kobe at the buzzer for three

I'm gone, better twenty one gun it
Thousand bottles pop
One of the best that done it
Broke nights dumbing with the
Sporting the fourth
I bought it from for seven hundred

New faces, screw facing from a distance
One time, wait to take a nigga through the
I got time to play, I hit the globe on roam
I'm still home a million away

And I grind so my seeds could eat,
I let my eyes close and I daydream of
And if I should die before I wake, then before my
Hit my off with all my cake

Til then, I'mma live it up, pop and split a dutch
Walking on the side, just to get a rush
better get in touch, laws ain't shit to us
Every one I know is God, earth, King, crip or

nigga listen up, I know you loving the life
Of it fly, so how you can't get enough
Son said, who gives a fuck, they see I'm making my
Escaping the feds, so why I give it up?

Ain't nothing to do but
myself down in these streets
And if I like niggas test me
I'm gon' reach out for my

And I don't run confrontation
By myself, I keep it
it comes down to getting paper
I'm do what I gotta do

I seen million dollar fall flat on they face
friends, co-defendants, how you rat on your ace?
Scramblers chase, the money's, hammers on waist
Just to trick on the chick the candles and lace

Believe it, it's real, we all out, for meals
Food shot up on the block, left bleeding there still
Nothing worse than power in the of fools
They play the game but don't understand the rules

Yo, you should understand the
I got my life on the line, there's a chance to lose
Aiyo, my dude, it's bigger me but as the story go
Why buy the cow you get it for free

To make a living, it's either or state prison
Deck just ain't quitting, rep or stay hidden
know the motto, hollow points follow you home
Al Capone cats, swallow the

You get blown out of your zone, like pow to the dome
So watch mouth, kid, mind on your tone
Son I ate with the greatest, stayed the latest
Eye for an eye, boss, with the favors

I where they murk all day, broad day
I flames will disperse y'all way, y'all play
Deep inside the game, guys die for they name
While the organized mind, quietly paid

Ain't left to do but
Throw myself in these streets
And if I feel niggas test me
I'm reach out for my piece

And I don't run confrontation
By myself, I keep it
When it comes down to paper
I'm gon' do I gotta do

Do what u do
Do, do u gotta do