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
I'ma bout this
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 I kick 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 they don't want
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 salt in the wound
I will kill you chumps dead before I let you me
I'm in the streets body and I be doing me
I'm a G with mad respect and you can my record
Fetti Cash brickstack I'm about that (owwww)

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

(Verse 2): Fish
Crying on the outside, in the inside
Real n*ggas gon ride represent
I remember one the judge try to hurt my pride
I'm immune to the word play hurt my mind
Talking bout the play hustle hard all day
Said my conduct was caught me in the hallway
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 make you sink
Switch up your wig but you gotta the way you think
Damn dog they say you poor can't pay
You skip the case ask you missed a lesson
The streets will stressing in the hood all day stuck
Feeling depressed you coming up short with luck
I you what keep your chin up be a little 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 world might you
How you gonna be a king if the crown fit you
Stressed out everyday I got too many
It might be tears of sweat just me a tissue
come first before them people evict you
Silence and fif thats the same sh*t we to
It gotta be shots before I bleed
N*ggas better bow down n*gga before I
Its just straight n*gga truthfully
I first 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 family I got to feed
I got a gun on my purses and

(chorus fade)