Luyện nghe bài hát On My Sh*t

(I mean I said I was gonna
tear the f*cking up
and I was do my thing
I'ma this paper
don't doubt me
I can do me)

(Verse):
I'm smooth as a dove getting like rich porter in his prime
Watching out for slimes tryna beat me for a
I don't 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 they don't want
They know I'm nice hands yall can call me the boxer
I'm even nicer with the box blade just call me
Cause from your to your chin doctor
Sha bang sha I just laced ya and threw salt in the wound
I will kill you chumps before 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 my record
Fetti brickstack I'm about that paper (owwww)

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

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

(chorus 2x)

(Verse 3): R Dot
Its a new day but what the is coming to
We gotta consider our the new pistols
If you moving fast the world might trip you
How you be a king if the crown don't fit you
Stressed out I got too many issues
It might be tears of just hand me a tissue
Rent come first before them people you
and fif thats the same sh*t we plead to
It gotta be shots fired I bleed
N*ggas bow down n*gga before I leave
Its just straight n*gga truthfully
I first n*gga nobody shoot for me
I break down doors and I take those keys
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)