Luyện nghe bài hát Off Da Top (3am)

It's 3am Coast time nigga
We at Fat
Hood rich shit gourmet burgers
Know what I'm 'bout?

She pussy poppin, pocket watchin', they call her a
Bad credit, cash it out, up off the lot
No back and forth, yippin', yappin', niggas gettin'
10 million, 20 acres, that's the new
Flooded out my crib and told my you the illest
Renegotiate my contract, my label I ain'tt feel it
Fell out with my partner, he mixed friendship with our
Broke up with my bitch 'cause she was too much in her
I may fuck her friend, fuck it, I may fuck her
me and you, I always wanted to fuck her friend
If I kill a hater, Lord you forgive my sins
That's one fuck nigga you gotta worry about again
I'm thuggin', I ain't never changed
In colors but forever bangin'
money but I'm maintainin'
Blowin' but I'm maintainin'
I got a gamblin' problem but money really solve it
help all the real niggas, hate to see a nigga starvin'
Hate to see nigga robbin' they own people, shit, loyal
Bitch tryna give me the pussy for a Birkin bag, I afford you
I grew listenin' to 2pac and Biggie, Jay-Z and that Nas
No gimmick rappers, these had bars
Back when labels turnin' real niggas into stars
Sendin' niggas to Mars, nowadays the game got hard
You get that make you hot
But where I'm from that make you
Before I be a pussy, I'd rather rapper had the
I throw me some guns, get a charge
Never see me do that, I came too far to look
I did too much to get help, 20 mil in one
100 in one night, 50k on one flight
been trappin' my whole life
Ain't no secret, I be thuggin', ain't no secret, I be
Pickin' over money, money orders to my homies
Groupie bitches be all on me, leave your phones at the
You put me on no blog, once I fuck, you gotta go

3am ain't open but IHOP
And a bitch legs, and my spot
I said 3am, I'm trappin' at the
And I'm connected to the like a hotspot

I'm a grower, we do droughts
Birds in the sky, we call them
You know the birds fly down
I took your to eat at Mr. Chow's
I met the plug at
On hibachi grills, rice and talkin' numbers
I do no middle men and I don't trust no runners
pay on time and I won't never take you under
I'm an OG boy
I ain't nothin' like youngins
I don't the dope I'm sellin'
I won't ever do no
my pack yeah, we call that FedEx
I ship in the 18 and I ain't talkin' UPS