Luyện nghe bài hát Somethings Got Me On It

I don't
maybe it's cause there's a bunch of ass niggas out here
ass rappers
Ain't too many real niggas
Just to figure it out
got me on it out here
Let go

Don't if it's the murders, the robberies, the beef, the trap
The hood, the straps, don't
But got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it
got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it

Don't know if it's the pills, the weed, the coke, the
The way I'm yellow off the scene
But got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it
got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it
Ok, Ok, I'm back, I'm serving, I'm leaning, I'm
I'm strapped, for
These niggas is hurtin'
On bond, I'm lurkin', I'm killin', I'm
I'm shootin', I'm workin', I'm one person
No tags, blue rags, you mad and I'm
Got a .44 mag
Put niggas in bags
A-1 Yola, no soda,No oil base over
I'm a soldier, I told ya, Put on my shoulders
Nigga fuck me? Fuck you, Fuck him and her too!
that I want something new, Top down, no sunroof
Hundred pounds I run through, I'm running like my son do
Never say how she done you, I kick a bitch out, fu
Told ya'll, I'm a come through, No religion, just
chickens, front you, Better not give me no ones dude
Still pimping, know I'm one, All the on our arms
Country nigga, live in a
kush on ya'll farm

Don't if the plug, the powder, the money, the power
The way that half of these rap niggas
But got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it
got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it

Don't know if the jail, the pen, the Rose, the Hen
The way that I'm on my buck shit again
But got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it
got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it
I'm cooking, I'm watching, I'm looking, I'm
I'm tired of all the asking me when am i dropping
I'm rolling, I'm rocking, I'm moving, not
I'm loading up my out here bout to get it poppin'
You flexin', I'm stressin', and I still learned my lesson
I'm counting up all my blessings, And I'm putting all in investments
These hoes ain't shit, but they on my
I started, you quit, I'm real, you a bitch
I'm hell, no scale, I got eight for sale
And I ya'll to tell, I pray ya'll get killed
I'm an outlaw, without ya'll, Mayweather, paw
Ring a bell, sound off, I smell pussy, dog
Court cases, probation, one god, one
bad, no patience, selling dope is my occupation
Fuck a rapper, a label, I'm in the trap with no cable
And I want your seat if you gonna bring nothing to the table

Dont' know if the the Lord, the devil, the bricks, the
The way these niggas cant get on my
But got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it
got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it
I don't know!
I'm on it, I'm on it, I'm on it!

know if it's the love, the hate, the pieces, the weight
The way they say the real but they
But got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it
got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it

Ok, Ok, Ok, talk.
You know there's more black people in the than anythang
We kill about this
one black president on that shit
I'm being real, you should be real too
records nigga
This rap is mine
Bitch niggas your is up, It's Buck
Holla you see me nigga