Luyện nghe bài hát Time I'm On

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

I codeine, my cup on the dirty to relax
Smoking hella weed, loaded, I bought another pack
walk up on me, clutchin', you might walk into that strap
These be on me 'cause they know all these other niggas cap
Out late night with Three, ma, I ain't comin'
I been make it through the headphones
You see me when I came in, I was all
Now nobody understand the type of I'm on

choppers in the coupe, me and my bro 'nem
Catch him, run on him, we gon' put it on him
ridin', bullets flyin', niggas dyin', we gotta show them
These bitch ass niggas done stole him, and we even know them

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

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

Four in the coupe, me and my bro 'nem
Catch him, run down on him, we put it on him
ridin', bullets flyin', niggas dyin', we gotta show them
These bitch ass niggas done stole him, and we even know them

I ain't sit around, motherfuck what they make, I done went way
I don't play, hundred rounds, hundred racks on your brain, young niggas go
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 that Shine made
Walkin' 'round with racks on me, motherfuck if it's
I come straight up out the street, ain't no pretending, no
I don't blame no one for my struggle, I still fuck with my
I'm still thuggin', as fuck, ridin' 'round, toting ratchets

Out late night Three, ma, I ain't comin' home
I been tryna make it the headphones
You see me when I came in, I was all
Now nobody understand the of time 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 them
These bitch ass niggas done him, and we don't even know them

is the sound