Luyện nghe bài hát Off Da Top (3am)

It's 3am West Coast nigga
We at Fat
Hood nigga rich shit burgers
Know what I'm talkin'

She poppin, pocket watchin', they call her a thot
Bad credit, cash it out, up off the lot
No and forth, yippin', yappin', niggas gettin' shot
10 million, 20 acres, that's the new
Flooded out my crib and my dealer you the illest
my contract, told my label I ain'tt feel it
Fell out with my partner, he mixed with our business
Broke up my bitch 'cause she was too much in her feelings
I may fuck her friend, fuck it, I may her friend
Between me and you, I always wanted to fuck her
If I kill a hater, Lord you gotta my sins
That's one fuck you ain't gotta worry about again
I'm thuggin', I ain't never changed
In plain colors but bangin'
Blowin' but I'm maintainin'
Blowin' money but I'm
I got a gamblin' but money can't really solve it
help all the real niggas, hate to see a nigga starvin'
Hate to see nigga they own people, shit, that's loyal
Bitch tryna give me the pussy for a Birkin bag, I can't you
I grew listenin' to 2pac and that Biggie, Jay-Z and Nas
No gimmick rappers, niggas had bars
Back when record turnin' real niggas into stars
Sendin' niggas to Mars, nowadays the game done got
You get that make you hot
But I'm from that make you start
I be a pussy, I'd rather rapper had the balls
I throw me guns, get myself a charge
see me do that, I came too far to look back
I did too to get help, 20 mil in one year
100 grand in one night, 50k on one
I've been trappin' my whole
Ain't no secret, I be thuggin', no secret, I be hustlin'
Pickin' over money, money orders to my homies
Groupie bitches be all on me, leave your at the door
You won't put me on no blog, I fuck, you gotta go

3am ain't nothin' open but
And a bitch legs, and my spot
I said 3am, I'm trappin' at the
And I'm connected to the plug like a

I'm a grower, we do droughts
Birds in the sky, we call iClouds
You the birds fly down south
I took your bitch to eat at Mr.
I met the plug at
On grills, eatin' rice and talkin' numbers
I don't do no middle men and I don't no runners
I'ma pay on and I won't never take you under
I'm an OG boy
I ain't nothin' like these
I don't take the dope I'm
I ever do no tellin'
my pack yeah, we call that FedEx
I ship in the 18 and I ain't talkin' UPS