Luyện nghe bài hát I Do It

Thank God for the first nigga started
Thank God for the nigga started rapping
Thank God for the first to start stripping
And have to keep it muhfucking real with 'em
I got a problem these niggas
I got a with these bitches
Trigger keep itchin'
I it, I do it

Hang up on a bitch, it crucified
to go to work, no suit and tie
Bumpin' Makaveli, I be trappin' at the
My nigga did a dime and he already
Got that sack already, man we got them racks
As far as your girl, I hit it from the already
I tried to get a tan, but I'm black
Your pockets on a diet, my fat already
Three niggas me, me myself and I
God don't like ugly, you testify
My come from Bergdorf
I make so on a verse I take a third off
Bird call, off
Bust a nut on her, her that's a load off
Shorty ass soft, like a ball
If you don't like what I'm doing, nigga, y'all

Thank God for the first nigga trapping
Thank God for the first nigga rapping
Thank God for the girl to start stripping
And I'mma have to it muhfucking real with 'em
I got a problem with these
Got some problems with these
Trigger finger keep
I it, I do it

Drank in my cup, this shit don't spill
up in the new edition
And that's to Johnny Gill
How I up with this shit
And all verses that I kill
I have no imagination, I do for real
Bitch I'm down
Put your phone down
If she got an ass and the girl a fan, it's down
I'mma fuck you like I've been a century for it
Give the pussy up and I'll you the memory for it
In the bedroom
That's her roommate will tell you
Man I just hear this shit and think what Tunechi will tell you
He call up Patricia
She 'bout to up Melissa

Tell 'em come to the
And do 'em both, double
I'm than a hospital
She the dick that I give her
Hit her the front, back, side
Twist her like
I put the gun to the
I want blood on my clothes
Gotta keep that Trukfit
to all of my hoes

That's just how my OG sum it up
I been working all winter just to fuck the up
just me and 2 Chainz
But the chain's never tucked
If you like what I'm doing, nigga fuck y'all

Thank God for the nigga started trapping
Thank God for the first nigga started
God for the first girl to start stripping
And I'mma have to it muhfucking real with 'em
I got a problem with these
I got a problem these bitches
finger keep itchin'
I it, I do it

Well if you like I know
That pussy pop pyro
And she I'm a pothead
pussy like a pothole
I'm colder than the snot
Man all these is my hoes
and if she bougie fuck her
then her hanging, dry clothes
I just a cemetery, niggas dying to get in
Niggas lying, pretend
cross that line its paper thin
High as a star, make a
I'm a shark, I ate the
I got no heart, I hate that

You hate that bitch, well I hate bitch
Will a nigga like a chessboard
Do a drive by while you're riding on your
ain't even know it
Have Drake sing a just to get her pussy wet
Then I take her to the
Man fuck that bitch on the step
Put it in and take it back out, I back out
Hair weave killer to snatch the fucking track out
Put me in the game coach, I'm the
up, kick, throw and take the money and the dope
True, 2 Chainz, I'm on a and a boat
I am so cold I need a and a coat
it at the mall, call it football
If you don't what I'm doing, nigga, fuck y'all

ready? 1, 2, 3
Right now me time
A little for myself, me time
Oh yeah, now it's me time
Don't no one else now, me time
Bitch please don't call my phone, don't call my
Said I wanna be left alone, be alone
Please, don't stop by my home
No, no 'cause I feel it's just of time
Till you make me lose my mind
I'm 'bout to leave world behind
now it's me time
You need to go rocks now
Me