Luyện nghe bài hát Tryin to Do Something

Ugh ha, do to one of those tenderonies
And uh, that you trying to do something
I'm trying to do something, y'all that

The eye contact you and I share
Make me wanna be real and make niggas disappear
If I could I
And I ain't even
I'm gonna be real with ya, I'm trying to do something
The eye that you and I share
Make me be real and make these niggas disappear
If I I would
And I even frontin
I'm gonna be with ya, look I'm trying to do something

Maybe the bud in me, or the thug in p
Got these ghetto wanting to put they love in me
I'm a g from the cp3 and
Screaming no limit soldiers and playa haters hate it
Relax shorty, hit the blunt, drop the
Come close to a nigga, let the p ya
Work it like a solo flex, say you a ruff-neck
Cristal and strawberries, smoking, rough sex
I want you to open 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 ain't trippin, never slippin I got straps
9 months later, we ain't no caps
Crispy clean, no strings
Little bump-n-grind, miss are you with that

I you want a romance
Wont you lay up there and give me the
I ain't saying romance, now you to be enhanced
I'm matured enough, and I ain't you for nothing
And the reason I came up off cause you with something
Now I done had a little herb, now I build up the nerve
On top of that my head tight everything the boss serve
I'm pitching, cause your curves got me to slide home
And that I flip other 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 you doing me
Damn you ? ? ? blues with you matching hot
Pretty legs but gone get bruised
There's no one gonna get
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Straight to the shorty
Look I'm trying to do

Back at the concerts peepin
You wanted me to see you and I'm thinking about
Far home, destination unknown, rock bone
Hotel booked and I don't be alone
Maybe it's the tone got me visualizing song
Camouflauge love all making me moan
Thug passion, in the back ripping off your fashion
Run and tell your girls about night with the assassin
I'm here tonight and the is right
Red and blue lights are glowing brian mcknight
But tomorrow my flight, and I'll be your sight
Take my address so you can write
But for now do something
Fuck the and the talking
My just about barkin
Take your outfit off and put the shit on
And go to the war me
Pager on the desk
Hit me when you trying to do