Luyện nghe bài hát Do U Potna

I'm a do me

I'm a do me

You niggas talkin
But they pockets
We money, gettin money, nothin in between
Chasin a hundred mil, gon let nothin intervene
Respect the hustle busters gon do that by any
Haters I really
Put on anything
They say I a lot of shit, I say I finish things
Just like dental cream
I go in mouth
And like a limousine, I a nigga out
This ain't what you now you better take a different route
I ain't bitch nigga what is this about
Used to bound when you see me oh we dissin
Ay the music listen dude I come get wit you now
But once them sing
Just know its not a
We handle just like
You hear em sayin that me, hear I'm sayin this
New orleans niggas in ya face, you wasnt shit
you say you get
30 mil in six listen Forbes put down for 20, that was this year
And lets get clear, just between you and me
That was BET not for DTP, I'm doin me

You do you
And I'm do me
You do you
I'm do me

If you
Talkin bout money you talkin bout shit
You on the waitin list and you ain't ridin in shit
You pick a watch that cost a 100, then you yo time
If you you can do me you out yo mutha fuckin mind
go
These niggas insane, yeah fooled
A half a million dollar car and house shoes
the dealership... like yall tricked me
Then why the hell you put my where my truck be
I'm throwin franklins... I don't need
Smoke a pound week like I don't need lungs
Buy em whole sale and sellin
I'm seafood... yeah fish scales
I I'm so hot... but my house cool
So many rooms that it look like a high
Speakin of high school... I never passed
Works right here... now where da at?

You do you (and what)
And I'm do me (ay)
You do you (and what)
I'm do me (ok)
see how its done
Then me do me (ay)
Wanna see how its
Then me do me (yeah)

I'm the big homie... get use to me
You suckas ain't even to what I used to be
You imaginary rappers swear to GOD you moved a key
While yall swore to me..i know yall street
I gets MONEY... dawg
I leave you stinkin in the trap well thats my grave
I tried to figure if you mel gibs or nas
I wanna know these rappers got this brave hearts
Cause yak-up tear apart any size heart
So you suckas click-clack about wit GOD
You rappers need to yo thumb out and take a hike
I see man... in a full dike
Fuck what you like... this ain't a date
You read like a blind, you gotta feel yo way
me nigga I'm eat til I'm obese
I'm mr. cocane now me do me