Luyện nghe bài hát On My Sh*t

(I mean when I said I was
tear the f*cking up
and I was gonna do my
I'ma bout paper
doubt me haters
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
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 know I'm with hands yall can call me the boxer
I'm even nicer with the box just call me oxer
Cause from your brows to chin doctor
Sha sha boom I just laced ya and threw salt in the wound
I kill you chumps dead 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 Cash brickstack I'm that paper (owwww)

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

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

(chorus 2x)

(Verse 3): R Dot
Its a new day but what the future is to
We consider our brains the new pistols
If you moving fast then the might trip you
How you be a king if the crown don't fit you
Stressed out everyday I got too many
It might be tears of just hand me a tissue
Rent first before them people evict you
Silence and fif the same sh*t we plead to
It gotta be fired before I bleed
better bow down n*gga before I leave
Its just straight talk n*gga
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)