Luyện nghe bài hát Clockin

Clockin'
You know I'm talkin' 'bout
Clockin'
From Cali to New City
paper

Yeah, fuck you talk if you ain't talkin'
We be breakin' the work on my mama table
All day, high, drunk and clockin'
Fuck you talkin' 'bout 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 on my mind
All day, shawty do it for the
clean, smokin' purple
Play with me and they hurt you
Ain't no squares in my
Xans with the dirty, smokin' 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 grow
I pulled 23 mil out my old
I came a way from the stove top
I still get busy, money 'til I'm dizzy
Load a full truck up, a quick 650
Bullet-proof in a S5-50
Got lemonade pounds out in New City
I'ma with the pack, I get 5 grams for 'em
Right across the street when I land in the
Coke boy seats, not a stain on 'em
bitches in the crib, pour champagne on 'em

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

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 chillin' when the left
I a fresh pair of gloves and a address
I got 6 cellphones, hope the pack
I get money, bitch, you're weed man love me
Yeah, I the big bills, re-cop with the 20s
I'm a real cat, in the drop with the bunny
bars and the cup's all muddy
I hit the A-Town, we got in Atlanta
I'm in the H-Town with Montana
Cook smoke in the air with the boys
Young motherfucker, yeah, I'm a boy

Yeah, fuck you if you ain't talkin' paper
We be breakin' down the on my mama table
All day, high, and clockin' paper
Fuck you '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 but paper 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
Ridin' round, cop keep me, I ain't even trippin' though
If he put his on, I'm dippin' yo
Big Bay Area business
You know I went from money to hoe money
Grow to show money
To Hemp2O