Luyện nghe bài hát Off Da Top (3am)

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

She pussy poppin, pocket watchin', call her a thot
Bad credit, cash it out, up off the lot
No back and forth, yippin', yappin', niggas gettin'
10 million, 20 acres, the new spot
Flooded out my crib and my dealer you the illest
Renegotiate my contract, told my label I ain'tt it
Fell out with my partner, he friendship with our business
Broke up with my bitch 'cause she was too much in her
I may fuck her friend, fuck it, I may her friend
Between me and you, I always to fuck her friend
If I kill a hater, Lord you gotta my sins
That's one fuck nigga you ain't worry about again
I'm thuggin', I ain't never changed
In colors but forever bangin'
Blowin' but I'm maintainin'
Blowin' but I'm maintainin'
I got a gamblin' problem but money can't really it
Tryna help all the real niggas, 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 can't you
I grew listenin' to 2pac and that Biggie, and that Nas
No rappers, these niggas had bars
Back when record labels turnin' real niggas into
Sendin' to Mars, nowadays the game done got hard
You get shot that you hot
But where I'm from that you start
Before I be a pussy, I'd rather had the balls
I throw me guns, get myself a charge
Never see me do that, I too far to look back
I did too to get help, 20 mil in one year
100 grand in one night, 50k on one
I've trappin' my whole life
no secret, I be thuggin', ain't no secret, I be hustlin'
Pickin' loyalty money, money orders to my homies
bitches be all on me, leave your phones at the door
You won't put me on no blog, once I fuck, you go

3am ain't nothin' 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 don't do
in the sky, we call them iClouds
You know the birds fly down
I your bitch to eat at Mr. Chow's
I met the at Benihanahs
On hibachi grills, rice and talkin' numbers
I don't do no middle men and I don't no runners
I'ma pay on time and I never take you under
I'm an OG boy
I ain't nothin' like these
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 wheeler and I ain't UPS