Luyện nghe bài hát Filthy Rich

It's the same ol' shit in the ass place
my studio like ten ash trays
my nigga still too fucked up
And I'm still too much blunts
Haters always run they mouth
And keep to take me out
Mama gonna worry herself
And me I can't forget the I felt
Even I drive a new 6 double 0
be thinkin' like "What is Los frontin' for?"
I bought a club and they filled up with
Now every body pissed cuz can't get in free
New enemies still up
Throw away gats chop 'em up
I walk in and the whole club stands
More money more problems real

This is an ol' G told me
filthy rich and dyin'
"Fuck a benz and fuck a rolly, is what you make it, homie."

is what an ol' G told me
filthy rich and dyin'
"Fuck a benz and a rolly, life is what you make it, homie."

My baby-girl just turned 6
I gave her the room in my crib
she gets what she wants so her mama
I don't think know the value of a dollar
fine-ass all in my limosine
I wish I was jumpin' on my trampoline
But my babies I my children
To me worth more than trillions and trillions
She me "Fat-boy" says I'm "loco"
And she understand when I gotta go
she doesn't think I don't wanna be wit her
Hope she that it hurts not to be wit her
she knows that wit her I'm the happiest
I can't it to her piano practices
I was young my ol' man left us
And I dat she won't be like I was

This is what an ol' G me
filthy rich and lonely
"Fuck a benz and fuck a rolly, is what you make it, homie."

This is what an ol' G me
filthy rich and dyin'
"Fuck a and fuck a rolly, life is what you make it, homie."

hataz wanna play me close
Do you really wanna Carlos?
Do you really feel my wrath?
Mad cuz your bitch want my
Nigga I don't wanna yo' hoe
But I'll let her suck my dick and my ass-hole (ha-hah)
out with a silly game of footsie
Now I got her out her best friends pussy
hydro sippin' on Chris
When I was broke I would dream about
Get my rubbed in a big bath tub
I don't her name but she's showin mad love
I got 7 G's in my pants
And my jewlry is underneath those
I'm sleepy all you hoes gotta bail
Once again I'm in the bed by
All alone in city
I get my bill the was 9.50
2 G's for bottles of Don P
It was just me and the was free

is what an ol' G told me
filthy rich and dyin'
"Fuck a benz and a rolly, life is what you make it, homie."

This is an ol' G told me
filthy and dyin' lonely
"Fuck a benz and a rolly, life is what you make it, homie."

Yeah, fuck a benz, fuck a rolly, comes first, and I'm alone,
Ye-e-e-eah.
This is what an ol' G me, He died lonely...