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 that? Nah
I do this shit 'cause shit, I be in my own world
is the sound

I drink codeine, my cup on the dirty to
Smoking hella weed, loaded, I bought another pack
Don't walk up on me, clutchin', you walk into that strap
These 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 in, I was all alone
Now nobody understand the type of I'm on

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

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

I codeine, my cup on the dirty to relax
Smoking hella weed, loaded, I just bought another
Don't run up on me, clutchin', you might into that strap
These hoes be on me they know all these other niggas cap
Out late with Three, ma, I ain't comin' home
I been tryna make it through the
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', bullets flyin', niggas dyin', we show them
These bitch ass niggas done stole him, and we don't know them

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

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

is the sound