Luyện nghe bài hát On My Sh*t

(I mean I said I was gonna
tear the f*cking up
and I was gonna do my
I'ma bout this
doubt me haters
I can do me)

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

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

(Verse 2): Fish
Crying on the outside, smiling in the
Real n*ggas gon 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 disclosed caught me in the
Keep the stash in the way driving down the parkway
Got my jews on cause today look a dark day
I wonder why people think quick sand will you sink
Switch up wig but you gotta change the way you think
Damn dog they say you poor can't pay
You skip class the case ask you missed a
The streets will stressing in the hood all day stuck
Feeling depressed cause you coming up short luck
I tell you what keep your up be a little humble
Touch down field goal with no

(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 then the world might you
How you gonna be a if the crown don't fit you
Stressed out I got too many issues
It might be of sweat just hand me a tissue
Rent come first before them evict you
Silence and fif thats the same we plead to
It be shots fired before I bleed
N*ggas better bow down n*gga I leave
Its straight talk n*gga truthfully
I shoot n*gga nobody shoot for me
I break down doors n*gga and I take those
Then move out of and put miles on V's
I do this for my I got mouths to feed
I got a gun on my and trouserees

(chorus fade)