Luyện nghe bài hát Sittin On Top Of The World

Sittin' on top of the
Huh, I done heard shit
You wanna know what the fuck I heard

I heard you wanna carbon copy me, not possible to
Bustin' niggas knee caps, 'cause greed is with weed
Give me more cheddar than Ellie, no hillbilly Beverly
sedated, still hated and rated R

You the victim, and if you flinch you fall
I got the shot method, guaranteed to make a nigga pause
the cars I'm in, uncountable amount of Benjamin's
Benzes for all my

If it don't make dollars, you ain't makin' no sense
Get when it comes to stackin' chips and shit
Try to take mine to thy be the glory
at the end of the story, I'm on top of the world, nigga

Sittin' on top of the world, sittin' on top of the
With fifty grand in my hand, steady puffin' on a
Sippin' Hennessey and Coke, ya what you want
on top of the world, sittin' on top of the world
With my legs swinging, jewelry baby
Go ahead baby, let me hit ya with real pump, pump

It's the one contender, so so def member known as Brat
Girlfriend because the mans think I'm all that
in my lap, chronic chokin' me
Niggas hopin' we off, but we won't, we don't

All we do is fuckin' it up
While all you do is keep at us
evidence is that I dispense hits
And make more house quakes than
Leavin' muthafuckas

One of the baddest bitches on the
Act like you know, the funk bandit, dammit, and you can't stand it
You can run, but you can't hide this bad mannered individual
Gal from the side, hit 'em up

I came quick, stick like the bottom of ostrich
Holdin' your fans hostage your bullshit
And it's written all over face, you want my space
But got what it takes to take my place

on top of the world, sittin' on top of the world
With fifty in my hand, steady puffin' on a blunt
Sippin' Hennessey and Coke, givin' ya you want
Sittin' on top of the world, on top of the world
With my legs swinging, jinglin' baby
Go ahead baby, let me hit ya with real pump, pump

Now best believe, I got more tricks up my sleeve that silly rabbit
All day about cheese and how I gots to have it
Got a weed habit, but I'm on point
One of the most to rock off somebody's joints

It be the B R A T, the mind blower, the rough rhyme
can't see, ridin' drop top roadsters
Fuck all gold stuff, only triangles dangle when I bust

You see, niggas round town this and that
Said I sound like the pound and my shit was
Dropped the album Funkdafied and you thought it was
But thirty days the LP went gold

Sittin' on top of the world, sittin' on top of the
With fifty grand in my hand, steady puffin' on a
Sippin' and Coke, givin' ya what you want
Sittin' on top of the world, sittin' on top of the
With my swinging, jewelry jinglin' baby
Go ahead baby, let me hit ya with some real pump,

Ohh ya

Down my girl