Luyện nghe bài hát On Me

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

I need a detox cause I've been smoking kush all
And if I piss some dirty urine then I'm up shit
I'm major touring shows everyday, I no sleep
My money lanky, taller a man 6 foot 3
My left nine carrot diamond cut so neat
And if I told you it cost, you would say "golly"
I spend 50k a and that's 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 like 2Pac when he made All Eyez On Me

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
Lord I got guap on me
Stupid rocks on me, crazy on me
I paid a for this watch on me golly
And my bricks so young, my birds gon' ID
I feel 2Pac when he made All Eyez On Me

Bitch you misdemeanor I'm raisin hell felonies
Mr. Makaveli outta jail to sellin' these
Intoxicated we duplicated but faded
Now we made it my adversaries is player hating
Got a for these tricks, that thought I quit
Then got a drop top Jag for these that's on my dick
Go to a club in a pack, I'm bud in the back
I wait for niggas to trip, bitch I love to scrap
Now mama raised me as a thug nigga, love niggas
I'm a millionaire started as a dealer
I from rocks to 'zines, writing raps and movies
I went trusting these tricks now they all want to sue me
So em' all

I keep the on me
Stupid on me
I can't let 'em get the on me
I keep a on me, stupid nine on me
knows I got guap on me
Stupid rocks on me, rocks on me
I paid a million for this on me golly
And my so young, my birds gon' need ID
What you know bout me? You ain't got on me

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