Luyện nghe bài hát Clockin

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

Yeah, fuck you talk if you ain't talkin'
We be breakin' down the work on my table
All day, high, drunk and paper
Fuck you 'bout nigga if you ain't talkin' paper
All day, ridin' clean, smokin'
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 me and they gon' hurt you
no squares in my circle
Mixin' Xans with the dirty, purple

Stripper bitches out bank accounts
Yeah, we raw cut with wet paper towel
That's 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 'til I'm dizzy
Load a full up, it's a quick 650
truck in a S5-50
Got lemonade out in New York City
flex with the pack, I get 5 grams for 'em
Right across the street when I land in the
boy seats, not a damn stain on 'em
Throwin' in the crib, pour champagne on 'em

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

Brown bag money, it in the wall
Dirty money, I'm a LAX tryna the dog
I'm still dirty, a rap check
I was first class chillin' when the pack
I a fresh pair of gloves and a address
I got 6 cellphones, hope the flex
I still get money, bitch, you're man love me
Yeah, I keep the big bills, with the 20s
I'm a real street cat, in the with the bunny
Xanax and the cup's all muddy
I hit the A-Town, we got rich in
I'm in the H-Town with Montana
Cook smoke in the air with the boys
motherfucker, yeah, I'm a dope boy

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

You already know I'm talkin' 'bout, man
Brown bag money, pickin' up 200, 3, 4, 500 at one time
Ridin' round, cop keep behind me, I even trippin' though
If he put his lights on, I'm yo
It's Big Bay Area
You know I went from coke money to hoe
money to show money
To money