Luyện nghe bài hát On My Sh*t

(I when I said I was gonna
the f*cking streets up
and I was do my thing
bout this paper
don't doubt me
I can do me)

(Verse):
I'm smooth as a dove getting money rich porter in his prime
Watching out for tryna beat me for a dime
I don't kick rhymes or raps I true facts
I keep a few racks, brickstacks
And a in a bag, don't make me pull it out
Cause that will be yo a** I try to give the one on
But don't want that
They I'm nice with hands yall can call me the boxer
I'm even nicer the box blade just call me oxer
from your brows to your chin doctor
Sha bang sha boom I just laced ya and threw in the wound
I will kill you chumps dead I let you defeat me
I'm in the streets hard and I be doing me
I'm a G with mad respect and you can check my
Cash brickstack I'm about that paper (owwww)

(chorus 2x):
I'm on my ishh
You know I fresh thats just that brickstack ishh
Pockets stay fat just that brickstack ishh
You haters still hating and I'm

(Verse 2): Gold
Crying on the outside, in the inside
Real gon ride represent webside
I remember one time the judge try to my pride
I'm immune to the word play can't hurt my
Talking bout the foul hustle hard all day
Said my conduct was caught me in the hallway
Keep the stash in the door way down the parkway
Got my on cause today look like a dark day
I wonder why people think quick will make you sink
Switch up wig but you gotta change the way you think
Damn dog they say you can't pay attention
You skip class the case ask you missed a
The streets will keep in the hood all day stuck
Feeling cause you coming up short with luck
I tell you what keep your chin up be a humble
Touch field goal with no fumble

(chorus 2x)

(Verse 3): R Dot
Its a new day but the future is coming to
We gotta consider our brains the new
If you moving fast then the might trip you
How you gonna be a if the crown don't fit you
out everyday I got too many issues
It might be tears of sweat hand me a tissue
Rent come first before people evict you
Silence and fif thats the same we plead to
It gotta be shots fired before I
better bow down n*gga before I leave
Its just straight talk truthfully
I shoot first n*gga nobody for me
I break down doors n*gga and I take those
Then move out of state and put on V's
I do for my family I got mouths to feed
I got a gun on my and trouserees

(chorus fade)