Luyện nghe bài hát Do It Again (Freestyle)

Live from the 702, y'all know this is
Ta-ha, thank God Friday
Felt it was only
In you ain't think I could do it again
Oh, I'm a do it
That flow, nigga, ha

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You know how your boy through on a Friday
I'm a smooth operator Sade
I'll put you in your like valet
But they ain't really about nothin' Wale
Yeah, I talkin' 'bout no album
Time to up, I ain't talkin' 'bout no volume
Crazy up in here, I ain't talkin' 'bout
You ain't talkin' income, walkin' outs they outcome
You ex on a nigga, I talkin' bout no Malcolm
Bird from Atlanta, I ain't talkin' no falcons
No Jones or 'Roddy' White
But she could it like them if her body tight
If she walkin', lose her naughties,
If she it like Pilates, right
If she ride it like bikes
But you fuckin' everybody, right?
You out here bein' thotty, right?
I mean, I see a lot of thots whenever I'm in the
I play my cards right, a dime in the club
Sippin' Ace of Spade, got my in the club
niggas be tryin' to jack a diamonds in clubs
See, you how I be, posted up on IG
Get under skin like IV
Check a Internet thug by IP
He carry guns, all he carry was ID
And, see, now a nigga up
quick, in your face, now the story switchin' up
How they pray for your downfall, then wish they up?

1 a.m., on my way to the
2 a.m., it was up
3 a.m., bad with us
4 a.m., now leavin' with us
5 a.m., at the after
6 a.m., now we at the
6:15, I be her out
7:15, Uber in
8 a.m.,
1 a.m., I'm do it again
We gon', we gon', we gon' do it

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How the fuck you gon' talk about emcees on my
When all I see is trees on my heels?
New black Spur, them Bs on the
up anywhere, Tim D. in your grill
Don't come at me on some, 'She my girl'
I'm rich, boy, I some Ds in your girl
All I be givin' is some G to girl
in a box from me to your girl
So, you got a flow, that's with me
I the freestyles, that's cool with me
I see your little cars, little
But none of y'all can fool with me
You know that flow spit eulogies
You to fool a Gs, I'm tryin' to fool a G
Put gas in the game, few jewels for me
You tryin' to trick us a fake chain, foolery
I just hit two mil on the
I should two mil on the Instagram
Get this on if you go against the fam
I sit on thrones, I sit on benches, fan
Fuck the snakes, I'm with Kane
When I that Dodge Vipe out, python piped out
The wave is mine, I wiped out
If you was countin', you would less to type out
Get money up, hustlin', grindin' sowin', finessin'
that, everybody, come on

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Y'all know what it is, DJ Clue
Desert Storm, kid Loso
Bar for bar, best in the game,
I it, uh-huh, live from the 712
street fam
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