Luyện nghe bài hát Do U Potna

I'm a do me

I'm a do me

You niggas cane
But pockets clean
We spendin money, gettin money, in between
a hundred mil, ain't gon let nothin intervene
Respect the hustle gon do that by any means
Haters I mean
Put this on
say I start a lot of shit, I say I finish things
Just like some dental
I go in niggas
And like a limousine, I a nigga out
This what you want now you better take a different route
I ain't Bankhead? bitch nigga what is about
Used to bound when you see me oh we dissin
Ay stop the music listen I come get wit you now
But them hammers sing
know its not a dream
We handle things like
You hear em sayin about me, hear I'm sayin this
New orleans in ya face, you wasnt sayin shit
you say you get
30 mil in six years? listen Forbes put down for 20, that was this
And lets get this clear, between you and me
That apology was BET not for DTP, I'm 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 wasnt on the waitin list and you ain't in shit
You pick a watch that cost a 100, then you wasted yo
If you you can do me you out yo mutha fuckin mind
go
These niggas insane, straight fooled
A half a million dollar car and some shoes
Call the dealership... yall tricked me
Then why the you put my engine where my truck be
I'm throwin franklins... I need ones
Smoke a pound every week I don't need lungs
Buy em whole sale and retail
I'm talkin seafood... fish scales
I said I'm so hot... but my cool
So many rooms that it look like a school
of high school... I never passed that
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)
Wanna see how its
Then me do me (ay)
see how its done
Then me do me (yeah)

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