Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Got Time!

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(God I this sample)
going to dance
And
And have fun

I ain't got time for niggas
Better throw a at the boy
Had my boys in bitch, lookin' like a seminar
Who the fuck you to motherfucka?
Boy I got time for these bitches
Better a clock at these hoes
Had these hoes in bitch lookin' for a water hose
Who the fuck you talking to, 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 took
a white boy, look like River Phoenix
(Happy birthday!)
You bitch ass nigga yep, I'm
The little shots that you threw, they hurt me
I ain't 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 for these bitches
Better throw a clock at these
Had hoes in this bitch lookin' for a water hose
Who the you talking to, muthafuckin boy?
Boy I ain't got

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

(Hey)
tock
Tick
Tick
tock

Been the man a bigger plan
know 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 to See three Ms
Four, five, six ago
selling figure
Conversations with finalized, 'cause Vans fucked up
I'ma commas, you gon' leave comments
Saying what I did, but you ain't did nada
You important
I'mma sporting
All Smiles Over
Shout out to The
(Tick tock)
And, I handle 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 soda
Walk wit' it, 'cause my pockets look like thick
Do the Skywalker, round' sola
And the kid sprite, and my tint cola
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 a big loafa
Green bread, I be chilling like a clean
It's that thick
money T
Young fuckers, boy, oh silly me
(I got time!)

Better talk
'Cause I'm in my Cons or my Golf shit
Pants got a little flood, nigga pipe
A lil uzi, lil boosie way I down
(Boy I got time!)
To be sittin' right now
'Cause niggas every day
And I ain't light
And i-D ain't wanna 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 niggas clones, boy I dat boy
You kill that noise
Turn and remap route
they see that boy with them figures and that gap tooth
Tick,
Tick,
Tick,
"Fuck. Hello"