Luyện nghe bài hát On My Sh*t

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

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

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

(Verse 2): Fish
Crying on the outside, in the inside
Real n*ggas gon represent webside
I one time the judge try to hurt my pride
I'm immune to the word can't hurt my mind
Talking bout the foul hustle hard all day
Said my was disclosed caught me in the hallway
Keep the stash in the door way driving down the
Got my jews on cause today look like a day
I wonder why people think quick sand will make you
Switch up your wig but you gotta change the way you
Damn dog they say you poor pay attention
You skip class the case ask you missed a
The will keep stressing in the hood all day stuck
depressed cause you coming up short with luck
I you what keep your chin up be a little humble
Touch down goal with no fumble

(chorus 2x)

(Verse 3): R Dot
Its a new day but what the is coming to
We consider our brains the new pistols
If you moving fast the world might trip you
How you gonna be a king if the crown fit you
out everyday I got too many issues
It might be tears of sweat hand me a tissue
come first before them people evict you
Silence and fif thats the sh*t we plead to
It gotta be shots before I bleed
better bow down n*gga before I leave
Its straight talk n*gga 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 this for my family I got mouths to
I got a gun on my and trouserees

(chorus fade)