Luyện nghe bài hát On My Birthday

Ay who a birthday?
A one two, a one two
Countin
Not bad for a nigga the mud
I'm a rich thug

On my birthday looking like I hit the
Free money, my dawgs out the yall know
God is great and the straight
If you ain't a real nigga let me demonstrate

On my birthday looking like I hit the
money, free my dawgs out the yall know
God is great and the paper
If you ain't seen a real let me demonstrate

Ave the wave, all these niggas shores
Biting styles, flows all the board
Why I can't find like me Lord?
Genuine love, like a dog
I got a roof on a few Vs
I ain't got no loot, it on a few keys
Real dealers work worth more than cash
300K for Coke, 400
Traffic out of state for the flip
In a small town buyin clips
Runnin down on niggas a fuckin 30
Make they feel it, ya fuckin heard me
Blowin on these (ballies?), out the door
I leave baby ask me what you tryna know
My favourite thing is dough, favourite is "no"
Favourite colour white, it the blow

On my birthday lookin like I hit the
Free money, free my dawgs out the yall
God is great and the straight
If you ain't seen a real nigga let me

On my birthday like I hit the lotto
Free money, free my dawgs out the know
God is great and the paper
If you ain't seen a real nigga let me

Dope Boy Troy a gun clapper
Don't ask me bout no bum
I listen to my heart and my intuition
I'm hearin valid shit, I ain't on no fiction
Getting women ya boy gofer
Then I drive em crazy so I'm loafers
My boo like to wear a lot of Fendi
She the Grand Marnier that I mix with Henny
Legs the ass she for real thick
out my whip, hoppin on my dick
Ride for me baby, til you cum
Don't stop you tired, stop when I'm done
Versace sweatsuit on me it's
I sweatin though, I'm finessin boy
Fuckin with some gangsta the long way
All about the money my song say

On my looking like I hit the lotto
Free money, free my out the yall know
God is great and the paper
If you ain't seen a real let me demonstrate

On my birthday looking I hit the lotto
money, free my dawgs out the yall know
God is great and the straight
If you ain't seen a real nigga let me

Big and the big heart in my chest
My pop gone now I'm like Russell West
I'm scorin, young nigga ballin
You'll hear it one of these mornings
And ain't no real mournin
Let one come see me when I'm tourin
Ain't the first time, I been through it
Immersed in the shine, still issue
Ave...