Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Got Time!

Right now we got some new only here on Golf Radio
(God I love sample)
We're to dance
And
And some fun

I got time for these niggas
Better a watch at the boy
Had my boys in this bitch, lookin' a seminar
Who the fuck you talkin' to
Boy I got time for these bitches
throw a clock at these hoes
Had these hoes in this lookin' for a water hose
Who the fuck you talking to, muthafuckin
Boy I got time

Boy, I need a
How I got this far? Boy, I can't it
That I got this car, so I took
Passenger a white boy, look River Phoenix
(Happy birthday!)
You bitch ass yep, I'm thirsty
The little shots that you threw, they ain't me
I ain't with you bitch ass in the first place

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

Nat would be so proud of me
Cause all these (motherfuckers!) got they style me
I bet they all from the crowd at me
And if I ask them, bow to me
But, you a house nigga, so you know
How that shit go with my big lips and my big
And my big and my short hair
you already know how slow my shit grow

(Hey)
Tick
tock
Tick
tock

Been the man a bigger plan
Niggas the deal
I set upon it, feel I bet I get a 100 mil'
Next line, I'll have em' woah
I've been kissing boys since 2004
One need to See Ms
Four, five, six ago
Suck figure
with 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
I'mma sporting
All Smiles Here
out to The Garden
(Tick tock)
And, I handle all my business like a chess board
(Tick tock, tick, tock)
And them golf boys, that's my set boy
Hard to swallow like some soda
wit' it, 'cause my pockets look like thick Yoda
Do the Skywalker, riding sola
And the kid skin sprite, and my tint
Getting neck the ball like some big shoulders
I bust like that 9 in your heat holster
Everything I say is hot, bitch I speak
And I bred orthodox like I eat
Shout out to (shhh) they gave a big
Green bread, I be chilling like a sofa
It's that thick
money T
Young fuckers, boy, oh silly me
(I got time!)

talk shit
'Cause I'm either in my Cons or my shit
Pants got a flood, nigga pipe down
A lil uzi, lil boosie way I down
(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 went and did a 12 page in Vogue
(Nigga I got time!)

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