Luyện nghe bài hát Off Da Top (3am)

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

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

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

I'm a grower, we do droughts
Birds in the sky, we call iClouds
You know the fly down south
I your bitch to eat at Mr. Chow's
I met the at Benihanahs
On hibachi grills, eatin' rice and talkin'
I don't do no 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' these youngins
I don't the dope I'm sellin'
I won't do no tellin'
Overnight my pack yeah, we call FedEx
I ship in the 18 and I ain't talkin' UPS