Luyện nghe bài hát Doing Bad

Ah,

Hard times got a nigga in all
I'm jack for that silver pack where it's at
I need a hit nigga, I can't nigga
Get in my way and your get split nigga

Uptown is a for monkeys and killers
Got to be realah around all these
But cool I'm a young thug nigga
Rough a rug nigga ain't scared to plug nigga

I was turned out at an age
On V.L. not the rocks and the twelfth gauge
Raised like a slave up in that thirteenth cage
On that dust ready

Plus blunts got a nigga give a fuck, I hope you got your vest on
If you don't when the K blast you won't have your on
Nigga now you get your rest on brains gettin' a yellow tape zone

What the fuck is it keepin' me doing bad
Is it the silver Is it the nickel bags?
What the fuck is it Uptown me doing bad
Is it the twenty sacks? Is it the silver

What the is it Uptown keepin' me doing bad
Is it the bags? Is it the nickel bags?
What the is it Uptown keepin' me doing bad
Is the silver packs? Is it the twenty

All I wanted was to be comfortable a lot of mil
(Million)
And I'm going to jail and gettin' left stale
I'm gettin' tired of this all day block
Cock glock with this after rock shit

Could it be me servin' for
2, 5, 11, 5 or the muthafuckin' 5
And I'm servin' 4 and a to 28
And I might front it if you come it and not late

Try to play me I'm gonna bust your grape
I ain't gonna be stingy with the because I ain't fake
But now all I got is the nickel now
with it tryin' to get on my feet now

I'm on a hunt for A-K funk
Double barrel pump of that skunk ready to pop the trunk
Over this nigga got a contract
I to have that give me the mad mask in the all black

What the fuck is it keepin' me doing bad?
Is it the silver packs or is it the nickel
What the is it keepin' me Uptown doing bad?
Is it the sacks or is it the silver packs?

What the fuck is it me Uptown doing bad?
Is it the dime or is it the nickel bags?
What the fuck is it keepin' me Uptown bad?
Is it the silver packs or is it the sacks?

My pockets and I'm loaded that just don't match
Two and two together that's why where the I'm at
On my ass tryin' to a power move
Servin' niggaz two birds of flour it's sour but a come up fool

I'm on dope it ain't no secret but that shit ain't shive
How am I stay high stay shive and get
I can't do it so I try to kick the habit
Or that million I want I might not have it

So I got to try to keep my muthafuckin' close
Or I'm gonna end up drove with no
It's all the fuckin' feddy, the mil
The eight, and the seven grams that on the scale

I can not fail to hit the top of the
Young with heart I survive off street
Play with me slide in the K
Play whit me I'll spin bin every day

I refuse to lose I dues to jump
I'm on a come up I I got the twelfth gauge on
Busted heads clips my way
Bustin' heads to let you know I don' t

I'm out to have things I rhymes to get down
Hands clap when I get down doing bad

What the fuck is it me Uptown doing bad?
Is it the dime bags or is it the nickel
What the fuck is it keepin' me doing bad?
Is it the dime bags or is it the packs?

What the fuck is it keepin' me Uptown doing
Is it the bags or is it the twenty sacks?
What the is it keepin' me Uptown doing bad?
Is it the nickel bags or is it the dime

What the is it
I don't
Nigga don't let stop you
From handling your