Luyện nghe bài hát Too Much

Think A Game
She gon love me tomorrow, bitch gon me tomorrow
Ooohh,

Too on a nigga mind
Too much money in the
Too many scraps in the
Too much hate gotta play it
Too much too much pride
Too strength to be tired (yeah)
Too much to be tired
Too much Ace, too bottles can't feel my face
Too many lies told to my face, too times (uh huh)
Too times all too much pain
nothing side too much at one time

Feelin' like my fucked up
Shit I ain't had
Shit I been thinkin' bout times when I ain't have none
Lately I thinking bout the grind you know that had much
Due with my shit I got a whole lot on my chest shit
Plus a lot of jewels on it, your bitch tryna lay her on me
I even gotta say it homie I got
the type of you can smell on me
Ridin' round in the V12 screamin' "Fuck 12" I got the on me
Gauge nigga, we was but we prayed nigga
Too came I had to save nigga
Couldn't came on this, gotta change wit grown ass man
If we then we never gon win,
can't be to lose you never gon win
Ran it up and bought a Benz, now my house a pent,
you can get up in it and my office
than the house you in (in the house you in)
Off of rent, young ball like J Kidd
I done did it all shit you never did
And it too much worked out I couldn't get it out man nah man

Too on a nigga mind
Too much in the safe
Too many in the ride
All this hate I gotta it safe
Too hoes too much pride
Too strength to be tired (yeah hey)
Too much to be tired (yeah hey)
Too Ace, too many bottles can't feel my face
Too many lies to my face, too many times (uh huh)
Too many times all too pain
nothin' 'side too much at one time

I got my wallet on me, both on you
And Ima prolly OD, spend a time on you
I got too much sauce for too many these
in Georgia bout to get me hoes
I'm in a jag and wit rockin' that
Gucci bomber that ain't at these
Too much too much, too much on my
We don't boo love we do what's next grind
Too hoes bring too much hate
Just got twenty two that ain't too weight
Too much clout my way
YFN my way
Too many got my name tatted,
I should have a offseason bitch too game

Too much on a mind
Too much money in the
Too straps in the ride
All this hate I gotta play it
Too hoes too much pride
Too strength to be tired (yeah hey)
Too strength to be tired
Too much Ace, too many bottles can't feel my
Too many told to my face, too many times (uh huh)
Too times all too much pain
'side too much came at one time