Luyện nghe bài hát Clockin

Clockin'
You know what I'm talkin'
paper
From to New York City
Clockin'

Yeah, fuck you talk if you ain't paper
We be breakin' down the on my mama table
All day, high, drunk and paper
Fuck you 'bout nigga if you ain't talkin' paper
All day, ridin' clean, smokin'
All day, with me and they gon' hurt you
All day, there's nothin' but paper on my
All day, do it for the Vine
clean, smokin' purple
Play with me and they hurt you
no squares in my circle
Mixin' Xans with the dirty, purple

Stripper bitches burnin' out bank
Yeah, we wrap raw cut with wet paper
grow talk, I bought a whole block
And I ain't talkin' 'bout blow, I got spots
I pulled 23 mil out my old
I came a way from the stove top
I still get busy, count money 'til I'm
Load a full truck up, a quick 650
truck in a S5-50
Got lemonade out in New York City
I'ma flex with the pack, I get 5 for 'em
across the street when I land in the mornin'
Coke boy seats, not a damn on 'em
bitches in the crib, pour champagne on 'em

Yeah, fuck you talk if you talkin' paper
We be breakin' the work on my mama table
All day, high, and clockin' paper
Fuck you 'bout nigga if you ain't talkin' paper
All day, clean, smokin' purple
All day, play with me and gon' hurt you
All day, there's nothin' but on my mind
All day, shawty do it for the
clean, smokin' purple
Play with me and they gon' you
no squares in my circle
Mixin' Xans with the dirty, smokin'

Brown bag money, stuff it in the
Dirty money, I'm a LAX duck the dog
I'm still dirty, a rap check
I was first class when the pack left
I need a fresh pair of gloves and a
I got 6 cellphones, hope the pack
I still get money, bitch, weed man love me
Yeah, I keep the big bills, with the 20s
I'm a street cat, in the drop with the bunny
bars and the cup's all muddy
I hit the A-Town, we got rich in
I'm in the H-Town with French
Cook in the air with the coke boys
Young motherfucker, yeah, I'm a boy

Yeah, fuck you talk if you ain't paper
We be breakin' down the work on my mama
All day, high, and clockin' paper
Fuck you 'bout nigga if you ain't talkin' paper
All day, clean, smokin' purple
All day, play with me and they gon' you
All day, there's nothin' but on my mind
All day, do it for the Vine

You already what I'm talkin' 'bout, man
Brown bag money, pickin' up 200, 3, 4, 500 thousand at one
round, cop keep behind me, I ain't even trippin' though
If he put his lights on, I'm yo
It's Big Bay business
You know I went from coke to hoe money
money to show money
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