Luyện nghe bài hát Tryin To Do Somethin

ugh ha, do that to one of those
and uh, that mean you trying to do
I'm trying to do something, ya'll that

the eye contact that you and I
make me wanna be real and make these niggas
if I I would
and I ain't frontin
I'm gonna be with ya, look I'm trying to do something
the eye contact you and I share
make me be real and make these niggas disappear
if I I would
and I ain't frontin
I'm gonna be blunt with ya, I'm trying to do something

maybe it's the bud in me, or the in P
got these ghetto hoties wanting to put they in me
I'm a G from the CP3 and
screaming No Limit Soldiers and these playa haters it
shorty, hit the blunt, drop the Ruger
come close to a nigga, let the P ya
work it like a Solo Flex, say you a ruff-neck
Cristal and strawberries, weed smoking, sex
I you to open your legs as wide as you could
so I can hit the back with this nickle plated wood
up and down a roller coaster
from your stomach to your
let a gangsta ya
I trippin, never slippin cause I got straps
9 later, we ain't bustin no caps
crispy clean, no attached
bump-n-grind, miss thang are you with that

I heard you want a
wont you lay up there and give me the
I saying romance, now what you to be enhanced
I'm matured enough, and I approached you for nothing
and the reason I came up off cause you with something
now I done had a little herb, now I done up the nerve
on top of that my head tight from everything the serve
I'm pitching, your curves got me wanting to slide home
and prove that I flip things besides ounz
tel your girl you're gone, baby you gots to
he leaving things, he get it on, get it on
you make me moan, so you up for screwing me
please use engenuity when you me
damn you ??? blues with you hot shoes
legs but knees gone get bruised
there's no one get used

straight to the point
I'm trying to do something

back stage at the concerts
you wanted me to see you and I'm about creepin
far from home, destination unknown, bone
hotel booked and I don't be alone
maybe the tone got me visualizing this song
camouflauge all night making me moan
thug passion, in the back seat ripping off your
run and tell your girls about your with the assassin
I'm here tonight and the is right
red and blue are glowing over Brian McKnight
but tomorrow my flight, and I'll be outta sight
take my down so you can write
but for now do something
the frontin and the talking
my dogs just barkin
take your outfit off and put the shit on
and go to the war me
number's on the desk
hit me when you trying to do