Luyện nghe bài hát Do U Potna

I'm a do me

I'm a do me

You niggas talkin
But pockets clean
We money, gettin money, nothin in between
Chasin a hundred mil, ain't gon let intervene
the hustle busters gon do that by any means
Haters I really
Put this on
They say I a lot of shit, I say I finish things
Just some dental cream
I go in niggas
And a limousine, I stretch a nigga out
This ain't what you want now you better a different route
I ain't Bankhead? nigga what is this about
Used to bound you see me oh we dissin now?
Ay stop the music listen I come get wit you now
But once them hammers
Just know its not a
We handle things just
You em sayin that about me, hear I'm sayin this
New orleans niggas in ya face, you 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 ain't talkin shit
You wasnt on the waitin and you ain't ridin in shit
You a watch that cost a 100, then you wasted yo time
If you think you can do me you out yo mutha fuckin
go
These niggas insane, straight fooled
A half a dollar car and some house shoes
Call the dealership... like yall me
Then why the hell you put my engine where my be
I'm throwin franklins... I need ones
Smoke a pound every week like I need lungs
Buy em whole sale and sellin
I'm talkin seafood... fish scales
I I'm so hot... but my house cool
So many rooms that it look a high school
of high school... I never passed that
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
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 imaginary rappers swear to GOD that you a key
While yall to me..i know yall ain't street
I MONEY... everyday dawg
I you stinkin in the trap well thats my grave yard
I to figure if you mel gibs or nasty nas
I wanna know where these got this brave hearts
that yak-up tear apart any size heart
So you suckas click-clack about wit GOD
You rappers to stick yo thumb out and take a hike
I see man... in a full dike
what you like... this ain't a blind date
You tryna read like a blind, you gotta yo way
Watch me nigga I'm eat til I'm
I'm mr. cocane now me do me