Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Got Time!

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(God I this sample)
We're to dance
And
And have fun

I ain't got time for niggas
Better a watch at the boy
Had my boys in this bitch, lookin' a seminar
Who the you talkin' to motherfucka?
Boy I ain't got time for bitches
throw a clock at these hoes
Had these in this bitch lookin' for a water hose
Who the fuck you to, muthafuckin boy?
Boy I ain't got

Boy, I a Kleenex
How I got this Boy, I can't believe it
I got this car, so I took scenic
Passenger a white boy, like River Phoenix
(Happy birthday!)
You bitch ass nigga yep, I'm
The little shots that you threw, they ain't me
I fuck with you bitch ass in the first place

I ain't got tiiiime for these
throw a watch at the boy
Had my boys in this bitch, lookin' like a
Who the fuck you to motherfucka?
Boy I ain't got time for bitches
Better throw a at these hoes
Had these hoes in this bitch for a water hose
Who the you talking to, muthafuckin boy?
Boy I ain't got

Nat Turner would be so of me
Cause all these (motherfuckers!) got they from me
I bet all looking from the crowd at me
And if I ask them, bow to me
But, you a house nigga, so you don't
How that go with my big lips and my big nose
And my big and my short hair
'Cause you already know how slow my shit

(Hey)
tock
Tick
tock
Tick

the man with a bigger plan
Niggas the deal
When I set upon it, feel I bet I get a 100
line, I'll have em' like woah
I've been kissing boys since 2004
One to See three Ms
Four, five, six ago
selling figure
Conversations Converse finalized, 'cause Vans fucked up
I'ma read commas, you gon' comments
Saying what I shoulda did, but you ain't did
You important
keep sporting
All Over Here
out to The Garden
(Tick tock)
And, I just all my business like a chess board
(Tick tock, tick, tock)
And golf boys, that's my muthafuckin' set boy
Hard to swallow like some thick
Walk it, 'cause my pockets look like thick Yoda
Do the Skywalker, riding round'
And the kid skin sprite, and my tint
Getting neck from the ball like big shoulders
Til' I bust like that 9 in heat holster
Everything I say is hot, bitch I speak
And I bred like I eat kosher
out to (shhh) they gave a big loafa
Green bread, I be chilling like a clean
that thick odor
Young T
Young fuckers, boy, oh silly me
(I got time!)

Better talk
'Cause I'm either in my or my Golf shit
Pants got a flood, nigga pipe down
A lil uzi, lil boosie way I wipe
(Boy I got time!)
To be sittin' here now
'Cause dying every day
And I ain't light
And i-D ain't give a nigga no pose
So I and did a 12 page spread in Vogue
(Nigga I got time!)

man I'm dat boy
All you lil clones, boy I feel dat boy
You better kill noise
Turn and remap route
they see that boy with them figures and that gap tooth
Tick,
Tick,
Tick,
"Fuck. Hello"