Luyện nghe bài hát Do It Again

Live from the 702, know what this is
Ta-ha, thank God it's
it was only right
In case you ain't I could do it again
Oh, I'm a do it
Brooklyn flow, nigga, ha

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1]
You know how your boy through on a Friday
I'm a operator like Sade
I'll put you in place like valet
But they ain't really about like Wale
Yeah, I ain't talkin' 'bout no
Time to turn up, I ain't talkin' 'bout no
Crazy up in here, I ain't talkin' asylums
You ain't talkin' income, then walkin' the outcome
You ex on a nigga, I ain't talkin' bout no
from Atlanta, I ain't talkin' 'bout no falcons
No Jones or 'Roddy' White
But she could catch it like them if her body
If she walk in them right
If she stretch it like Pilates,
If she ride it like Ducati
But you fuckin' everybody, right?
You out here bein' thotty, right?
I mean, I see a lot of whenever I'm in the club
I play my cards right, a dime in the club
Sippin' Ace of Spade, got my in the club
Cause niggas be tryin' to a diamonds in clubs
See, you know how I be, up on IG
Get under they skin IV
Check a thug down by IP
He ain't carry guns, all he was ID
And, see, now a nigga up
quick, in your face, now the story switchin' up
How they gon' pray for your downfall, then wish up?

1 a.m., on my way to the
2 a.m., it was up
3 a.m., bad bitches us
4 a.m., now they with us
5 a.m., at the hours
6 a.m., now we at the
6:15, I be her out
7:15, Uber en
8 a.m.,
1 a.m., I'm gon' do it
We gon', we gon', we do it again

2]
How the you gon' talk about emcees on my heels
When all I see is Timb trees on my
New black Spur, Bs on the wheels
Pull up anywhere, Tim D. in your
Don't at me on some, 'She still my girl'
I'm rich, boy, I throw some Ds in your
All I be givin' is G to your girl
Dick in a box from me to girl
So, you got a flow, that's cool me
I hear the freestyles, that's with me
I see your little cars, jewelries
But none of y'all can fool with me
You know that flow spit eulogies
You tryin' to fool a Gs, I'm to fool a G
Put gas in the game, few jewels for me
You tryin' to trick us with a chain, foolery
I hit two mil on the Instagram
I post two mil on the Instagram
Get on if you ever go against the fam
I sit on thrones, I sit on benches, fan
Fuck the snakes, I'm with Kane
When I bring that Vipe out, python piped out
The wave is mine, I wiped out
If you was countin', you have less to type out
Get your money up, hustlin', zoein', finessin'
that, everybody, come on

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Y'all know what it is, world-famous DJ
Desert Storm, kid Loso
Bar for bar, best in the game,
I said it, uh-huh, live the 702
street fam
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