Luyện nghe bài hát On Me

A thug's life matter. We don't give a shit about you damn thugs, your life don't matter. And you sons 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 your life, fucking right, try me and Bleek (Burr)
I put my first gat first, then sting, I don't
I get your head to the white, make your shit
All OG pink, don't with me

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

I the Glock on me
Stupid on me
I let 'em get the drop on me
I keep a nine on me, nine on me
Lord I got guap on me
Stupid rocks on me, crazy on me
I paid a for this watch on me golly
And my so young, my birds gon' need ID
I feel like 2Pac when he made All On Me

you misdemeanor I'm raisin hell like felonies
Mr. Makaveli straight jail to sellin' these
Intoxicated we duplicated but never
Now we made it my adversaries is player hating
Got a Mercedes for tricks, that thought I quit
got a drop 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 niggas to trip, cause bitch I love to
Now raised me as a thug nigga, with love niggas
I'm a millionaire started as a drug
I went rocks to 'zines, writing raps and movies
I went from trusting these tricks now all want to sue me
So em' all

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

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