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 always worry herself
And me I forget the pain I felt
Even though I drive a new 6 0
They be thinkin' like "What is Los for?"
I bought a club and they filled up envy
Now every body cuz they can't get in free
New enemies still up
away gats still chop 'em up
I in and the whole club stands still
More money more that's real

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

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

My little baby-girl just 6
I gave her the room in my crib
she gets what she wants so does her
I don't think they know the of a dollar
fine-ass bitches all in my
I just I was jumpin' on my trampoline
But my babies I miss my
To me that's worth more than and trillions
She calls me "Fat-boy" I'm "loco"
And she doesn't when I gotta go
Hope she doesn't I don't wanna be wit her
Hope she that it hurts not to be wit her
Hope she knows wit her I'm the happiest
I make it to her piano practices
When I was my ol' man left us
And I pray dat she won't be 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."

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

Playa hataz wanna me close
Do you really meet Carlos?
Do you wanna feel my wrath?
Mad cuz your bitch my aut-o-graph
Nigga I don't fuck yo' hoe
But I'll let her my dick and lick my ass-hole (ha-hah)
Started out a silly game of footsie
Now I got her eatin' out her best pussy
Rollin' sippin' on Chris
When I was I would dream about this
Get my back in a big bath tub
I don't her name but she's showin mad love
I got 7 G's sittin' in my
And my jewlry is underneath lamps
I'm gettin' all you hoes gotta bail
again I'm in the bed by myself
All alone in another
I get my the Chris was 9.50
2 G's for bottles of Don P
It was me and the hoes was free

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

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

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