Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Got Time!

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

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

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

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

Nat Turner would be so of me
Cause all (motherfuckers!) got they style from 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 my big lips and my big nose
And my big dick and my hair
'Cause you know how slow my shit grow

(Hey)
Tick
tock
Tick
Tick

Been the man with a plan
Niggas the deal
When I set upon it, I bet I get a 100 mil'
Next line, have em' like woah
I've been kissing white since 2004
One need to See Ms
Four, five, six ago
Suck selling
Conversations with finalized, 'cause Vans fucked up
I'ma commas, you gon' leave comments
what I shoulda did, but you ain't did nada
You important
keep sporting
All Smiles Here
out to The Garden
(Tick tock)
And, I just handle all my business like a board
(Tick tock, tick, tock)
And them 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 cola
neck from the ball like some big shoulders
Til' I bust that 9 in your heat holster
Everything I say is hot, I speak toaster
And I bred orthodox I eat kosher
out to (shhh) they gave a big loafa
Green bread, I be chilling like a sofa
It's thick odor
Young T
Young fuckers, black boy, oh me
(I got time!)

Better shit
I'm either in my Cons or my Golf shit
Pants got a little flood, pipe down
A lil uzi, lil boosie way I down
(Boy I got time!)
To be sittin' right now
niggas 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 spread in Vogue
(Nigga I got time!)

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