Luyện nghe bài hát Time I'm On

Three, man
Dubba-AA
AI
Louie Bandz another one
I ain't did that, nah
Why you acting like Nah
I do this shit shit, I just be in my own world
is the sound

I codeine, my cup on the dirty to relax
Smoking weed, loaded, I just bought another pack
Don't walk up on me, clutchin', you might walk that strap
These hoes be on me they know all these other niggas cap
Out late night with Three, ma, I ain't comin'
I been tryna it through the headphones
You see me when I came in, I was all
Now understand the type of time I'm on

choppers in the coupe, me and my bro 'nem
Catch him, run on him, we gon' put it on him
Everybody ridin', flyin', niggas dyin', we gotta show them
These bitch ass niggas stole him, and we don't even know them

try and I'ma blow him right on the scene
Nigga check how I been flexin' with these hundreds in my
I been trying to shake back, I been off that lean
Tryna up with a plan, I ain't throwed off as I seem
I'm in Cali at the studio and hoes in and out
No more sleeping on Montana couch a chopper somewhere close around
I been living good on my own, I no baby now
I got platinum plaques the house
I be high, I ain't worried y'all

I drink codeine, my cup on the dirty to
Smoking hella weed, loaded, I just bought another
Don't run up on me, clutchin', you might walk that strap
hoes be on me 'cause they know all these other niggas cap
Out late night with Three, ma, I comin' home
I tryna make it through the headphones
You see me when I came in, I was all
Now understand the type of time I'm on

Four choppers in the coupe, me and my bro
Catch him, run down on him, we put it on him
Everybody ridin', bullets flyin', dyin', we gotta show them
bitch ass niggas done stole him, and we don't even know them

I ain't sit around, motherfuck what make, I done went that way
I play, hundred rounds, hundred racks on your brain, young niggas go rampage
This a new Maybach seat, go more space, right between us, an ice tray
Audemar rose gold, I don't know what the time say, new piece Shine made
Walkin' 'round with racks on me, motherfuck if it's
I straight up out the street, ain't no pretending, no acting
I don't blame no one for my struggle, I still fuck with my
I'm thuggin', high as fuck, ridin' 'round, toting ratchets

Out late night with Three, ma, I comin' home
I been tryna make it the headphones
You see me when I in, I was all alone
Now nobody understand the type of I'm on

Four in the coupe, me and my bro 'nem
him, run down on him, we gon' put it on him
Everybody ridin', bullets flyin', niggas dyin', we gotta show
These bitch ass niggas done stole him, and we don't even know

is the sound