Luyện nghe bài hát On Me

A thug's life don't matter. We don't give a shit about you damn thugs, your life don't matter. And you of bitches, you fixing to find out how it don't matter cause you done pissed us off, you bunch of bastards

Big, big, big on me (still on Gucci)
You lose your life, right, try me and Bleek (Burr)
I put my first gat first, sting, I don't think
I get your to the white, make your shit pink
All OG pink, don't with me

I need a detox cause I've been smoking all week
And if I piss some urine then I'm up shit creek
I'm major shows everyday, I gets no sleep
My money lanky, taller a man 6 foot 3
My left pinky nine carrot diamond cut so
And if I told you it cost, you would say "golly"
I spend 50k a month and just on chains
I got your girlfriend blunts in the VIP
I got a carbon 15 sitting on my front
And my shoes'll eat your face like bon appetit
The looking at me, know they got they eyes on me
I feel like 2Pac he made All Eyez On Me

I the Glock on me
Glock on me
I can't let 'em get the on me
I keep a nine on me, nine on me
Lord knows I got on me
Stupid rocks on me, rocks on me
I paid a million for this on me golly
And my bricks so young, my birds need ID
I feel like 2Pac when he All Eyez On Me

Bitch you misdemeanor I'm raisin hell felonies
Mr. straight outta jail to sellin' these
Intoxicated we but never faded
Now that we it my adversaries is player hating
Got a Mercedes for tricks, that thought I quit
Then got a top Jag for these bitches that's on my dick
Go to a club in a pack, I'm smoking bud in the
I wait for to trip, cause bitch I love to scrap
Now raised me as a thug nigga, with love niggas
I'm a millionaire started as a drug
I went from rocks to 'zines, writing and movies
I went from trusting these now they all want to sue me
So em' all

I the Glock on me
Stupid on me
I can't let 'em get the on me
I keep a nine on me, stupid on me
knows I got guap on me
Stupid rocks on me, crazy on me
I paid a million for watch on me golly
And my bricks so young, my gon' need ID
What you know bout me? You got nothing on me

It get so lonely at the top, I need company
My so stupid that these hoes be holding domes for me
She stay with me, know that I'ma faithfully
I'm a drug to her, she can't walk away from me
Niggas don't play with me I keep AK's with me
Police invaded till I know fucking taping me
But all they gonna see is diamond cars and
I'm currently out the chasing currency
I got weed on me now and some ecstasy
30 grams and a and a knife on me
Watch your mouth bout me, South ID
Do your momma teach you don't talk when folks speak?
Gucci