Luyện nghe bài hát Comp - Do Sumptin

1]
Do Sumptin, Do Sumptin, right nigga
You left the burner at home? Let's fight
Hold up, stand back, where man at?
You beef with Comp, you can can that
up, back up, clear the hole nigga
I can arrange to have your swoll nigga
I don't give a fuck, nope
My iron three inches below the gut
I mean, don't try me, you wanna die man
I'm aiming at his head, send bullets his eye, man
Lights out, fight's out, I knock lights out
We the knives, bats, and metal pipes out
We can (we can) do it (do it) (rumble) raw (raw)
Hit him in his face, watch him (tumble) fall (raw)
Watch him run and a phone call (call)
I look at your and say "Fuck all y'all!"

He disrespected you, you do sumptin!
He waved the tec at you, you do sumptin!
Don't be a now nigga, do sumptin!
Dont' stand and look nigga, do sumptin!
man beefin with dude, you better do sumptin!
You said hi and shorty got rude, you do sumptin!
Don't be a now nigga, do sumptin!
Don't stand and look nigga, do sumptin!

2]
You do nuthin or do sumptin
You in the with that silver on, bitch you frontin
And my not havin that
wear nothin nice, they be grabbin that (give me!)
Sometimes in the streets, but really in the
And these types of niggas be really in the
High and drunk, ready to
into everybody, steppin on their Nikes
So out, watch out, they pull glocks out
Everybody "Duck down, nigga, watch out!"
Guns pop out, hearts pop out, macks at backs make her's pop out
And baby (baby), knock (knock), 'im who to shoot (shoot)
Little (little), guns (guns), fit into boot (boot)
But your man is and he ain't used to beef
He got approached now he's scared to

3]
Don't with me, I ain't him, I shank him
Dude watch his mouth
Yeah, see the (???) comin out the pouch around my
Barber shop knife cut your face
And when them guns out, guns out, a four-four
hit the floor-floor or run to the door-door
I to see a man hit up
Everybody yellin at him "Bitch get up!"
He on the floor with a hole in his got, on his and his butt
Layin lifeless, his be shut
Girls get accidentally out
Everybody runnin to their cars but they out
They their keys, they searchin around bush
And the (????) be the ground
So when you tired of bitched for nothin
Try to your respect next time, nigga do sumptin