Luyện nghe bài hát Filthy Rich

It's the ol' shit in the same ass place
my smells like ten ash trays
my nigga still too fucked up
And I'm still smokin' too much
Haters always gon' run mouth
And tryin' to take me out
Mama always worry herself
And me I forget the pain I felt
though I drive a new 6 double 0
They be like "What is Los frontin' for?"
I bought a and they filled up with envy
Now every body pissed cuz they get in free
New enemies still up
Throw away gats chop 'em up
I walk in and the whole stands still
More money problems that's real

This is 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 rich and dyin'
"Fuck a benz and fuck a rolly, life is what you it, homie."

My little just turned 6
I gave her the biggest room in my
she what she wants so does her mama
I don't they 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 that's worth more trillions and trillions
She me "Fat-boy" says I'm "loco"
And she doesn't understand when I go
Hope she doesn't think I don't be wit her
she knows that it hurts not to be wit her
Hope she knows wit her I'm the happiest
I can't make it to her practices
When I was young my ol' man us
And I pray dat she won't be I was

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

Playa wanna play me close
Do you really wanna meet
Do you really feel my wrath?
Mad cuz bitch want my aut-o-graph
Nigga I wanna fuck yo' hoe
But let her suck 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
I was broke I would dream about this
Get my back in a big bath tub
I don't know her but she's showin mad love
I got 7 G's sittin' in my
And my jewlry is underneath lamps
I'm sleepy all you hoes gotta bail
Once I'm in the bed by myself
All in another city
I get my the Chris was 9.50
2 G's for bottles of Don P
It was just me and the hoes was

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

This is what an ol' G me
filthy rich and lonely
"Fuck a and fuck 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 told me, He lonely...