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, nothin in
Chasin a hundred mil, ain't gon let nothin
the hustle busters gon do that by any means
Haters I really
Put on anything
They say I start a lot of shit, I say I things
Just like some cream
I go in niggas
And like a limousine, I a nigga out
This what you want now you better take a different route
I Bankhead? bitch nigga what is this about
to bound when you see me oh we dissin now?
Ay stop the music dude I come get wit you now
But once them hammers
know its not a dream
We handle things like
You hear em that about me, hear I'm sayin this
New orleans niggas in ya face, you wasnt shit
you say you get
30 mil in six years? listen Forbes put down for 20, that was year
And lets get clear, just between you and me
apology 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 ain't bout shit
You wasnt on the waitin list and you ridin in shit
You pick a watch that a 100, then you wasted yo time
If you think you can do me you out yo fuckin mind
go
These insane, yeah straight fooled
A half a million dollar car and house shoes
Call the dealership... like tricked me
why the hell you put my engine where my truck be
I'm franklins... I don't need ones
Smoke a pound every week like I don't lungs
Buy em whole sale and retail
I'm talkin seafood... fish scales
I said I'm so hot... but my house
So rooms that it look like a high school
Speakin of high school... I never passed
Works here... now where da cash 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)
Wanna see how its
watch me do me (yeah)

I'm the big homie... get use to me
You suckas even close to what I used to be
You imaginary rappers to GOD that you moved a key
While yall swore to me..i know yall ain't
I gets MONEY... dawg
I leave you stinkin in the trap thats my grave yard
I to figure if you mel gibs or nasty nas
I know where these rappers got this brave hearts
Cause that yak-up tear apart any size
So you suckas click-clack about wit GOD
You rappers need to stick yo 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 gotta yo way
Watch me I'm eat til I'm obese
I'm mr. cocane now me do me