Luyện nghe bài hát Time For a Change

up
Dizzy nigga
I had to my mothafuckin swag on

(Verse 1)
East Vegas where I'm at ho,
Took a long time but we comin' through the door.
21 young doing anything I want, turned a rap to a tat show.
That cold better believe that we gas flows, assholes
Man I'm in this bitch, I'm stylin' need a couple 100 thousand
I don't see no haters smiling I bring funk volume in this bitch
(Hold up)
Vegas on the map, made it on the map, when you think of west coast think of Dizzy nigga
Put my whole in this rap shit, here 'em talk shit that's the reason I don't like niggas
I was in my ground work, down to earth, sound surfaced to the sound (?)
Found the now I'm traveling around earth,
Smoked a whole pound just to show 'em what the worth
(Like)

(Chorus)x2
Climbed up in the game, you a lame, I can you signed up for the fame(for the fame)
Now you might a name, it's a shame cause we can see through everything that you ain't(who you ain't)
I think it's time for a change so they left it to a like me
So it's only wright that I give it to 'em real shit I'm tryna make you so it's easier to live (so I tell em like)

(Verse 2)
If it's hot it's probably this, marijuana where the party is
I'm so out of the loop, I talk shit when I walk in the booth, and hit a with a hockey stick
I got a problem with the hoes, low key hoes proud of hoes,
Hide behind your that's what bothers me the most.
Say she ain't easy, money make her so she try to see me and I don't be acknowledging the hoes
up for shows, gettin' dough, signed a couple autographs and hit the door nigga what(nigga what)
You be on that sucka shit, hit the club, hump a bitch, take a home and you can't get it up (get it up)
Young nigga, I'm one nigga, I don't like thirsty ass that want niggas
Me I'm on some as hot as the sun nigga, dumb figures is gettin me through to the dumb niggas (like)

(Chorus)x2

(Verse 3)
Tatted, they don't really hear my voice,
No choice I'm the hottest doing it
Only being confident cause I ain't my progress
Do it big I don't give a fuck who it is. 1990 hooligan, finna shoot
get it in till they do me in
I told my niggas I want the whole bank, put the gas in the tank
And tell all the homies it in
Bitch we headed to the top ho, top we could lock doors, lowkey cuz the cops close
We down, we got smoke, never with the drama, do a then we outro(letem know)
Told Vegas I was down for it, sessions didn't lounge on it,
Heard em but I'm too busy to be around for it
Now I'm certain that these niggas certain, cause me I am perfectly perfect with all of my
I tell em