Luyện nghe bài hát OTW

(Intro)
I'm on the way

(Hook)
Look, I'm hot now, I don't feel like no function
I'm tryna smoke up, chill out, and hit
I got paid, wait, that's every day shit
I say thru, no hesitation
She say she on the way
She on the way, she on the way
She on the way, she on the way
She on the way, she on the way
She on the way, she on the way

(Verse)
Look, I hit the club if I don't want to
Ay now call up broads man, tell em come thru
Ain't no it when they get here, nigga this ain't kung fu
& tell her friend if she act right, she can come 2
I remember when women told me they gon make me work for it
So I hit the studio, & I for it
Now I hit the club with all my bros, & she for it
Probably cuz a young been working boy
Got to get it, can a nigga I hop out that pulpit
Ya date a lame girl, stop with that bullshit
Yo girls knew it, ya sound stupid, that new shit
me a doobie, ya be acting up & ain't in no movies
But the thing a woman can have is her shit together
& if she does, baby, that's perfect, let's get
& I sound like the upgraded
If she next to me I break her back & smack it for testing me girl

(Hook)
Look, I'm hot right now, I don't feel like no
I'm tryna up, chill out, and hit somethin'
I just got paid, wait, every day shit
I say come thru, no
She say she on the way
She on the way, she on the way
She on the way, she on the way
She on the way, she on the way
She on the way, she on the way

(Verse 2)
Alright, now point me to a fat bitch
They ain't of price
I'm smoking weed & weight, I call that herbal life
Hit the homies on the text what's the word tonight
Where the bouts in the burbs tonight, where the hoes that's get served tonight?
stop, get it hoe
Second pimp, bitch, call me Deuce Bigalow
& if I said I ya, I was probably playin'
Till I come thru & baby up like she was potty training
I'm an IE nigga, got a a promoter
Come thru & it open any time that I want to
She hit me like ya need something babe, I'm right the corner
Said girl, pick me up some blunts & a cold
I'll throw that ass in a coma, kush blunts my
I don't fuck with the club, I be at home, I'm a
Best if ya hear me, I been burning down something
Real west side nigga, I turning down nigga

(Hook)
Look, I'm hot now, I don't feel like no function
I'm tryna up, chill out, and hit somethin'
I just got paid, wait, that's every day
I say come thru, no
She say she on the way
She on the way, she on the way
She on the way, she on the way
She on the way, she on the way
She on the way, she on the way

(Verse 3)
I was seventeen years old when we made the world do a
But if I don't with ya now then I neva knew ya
Man ya beat yo chance, ya hear these
Whoo, 2 advanced, mister a plan
Hold yo gat, move yo
I fuck with fake real niggas
Do a crime, snitch, & probably take a nigga
Sit yo ass down, nah ya blaze & chill with us
sides to the sky, let me keep it real with ya
I'm than the tip top of a roller coaster
The coast supposed to take over the game, ya it's ova
& then I see yo girl, she yawning, then I know she it
The world knowing bout them young niggas California
Bro bro it goin'!

(Verse 4)
If ain't know, it be the boy
The boy, the young'n, be the kid
This shit feeling like Chronic2000 & six
I'm the ya can hit, any time or any day boy
If ya talking that pay then ya know bitch up on the way
Let's go, ya know I do this for the town, ya understand
The family the people around, ya understand
I keep it G like at least 1000 on the man
Ya boys 100s, we up in the CLS
500, we was riding nigga, bumping
Price said, I say thet do not know who they fuckin'
If I ain't know the hand it's coming from then I ain't it
Spent my last on this gold chain, & I tucking shit
I'm finna on em, watch a nigga shine on em
Gator boot, pimped out suit, I big on 'em
to DJ Sour Milk, I go 909 on em
If they ain't talking money I don't waste my on 'em
On the way!

(Outro)
We on the way
We on the way
We on the way
We on the way
We on the way