Luyện nghe bài hát Filthy Rich

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It's the ol' shit in the same ass place

my studio smells like ten ask
my nigga still too fucked up
And I'm smokin' too much blunts
always gon' run they mouth
And keep tryin' to me out
Mama always worry herself
And me I forget the pain I felt
though I drive a new 6 double O
they be thinkin' like "What is Los for?"
I a club and they filled up with envy
Now every body pissed they can't get in free
New still poppin' up
Throw gats still chop 'em up
I walk in and the whole club still
More money more that's real

is what an ol' G told me
filthy rich and lonely
Fuck a benz and a rolly, life is what you make it, homie.

This is what an ol' G me
rich and dyin' lonely
Fuck a benz and a rolly, life is what you make it, homie.

My baby-girl just turned 6
I gave her the room in my crib
she gets what she wants so does her
I don't think they the value of a dollar
fine-ass bitches all in my
I just I was jumpin' on my trampoline
But my babies I my children
To me that's worth than trillions and trillions
She calls me "Fat-boy" I'm "loco"
And she doesn't understand when I go
Hope she think I don't wanna be wit her
Hope she knows that it not to be wit her
she knows that wit her I'm the happiest
I can't make it to her practices
I was young my ol' man left us
And I pray dat she be like I was

This is an ol' G told me
rich and dyin' lonely
Fuck a benz and fuck a rolly, life is you make it, homie.

is what an ol' G told me
filthy and dyin' lonely
Fuck a benz and fuck a rolly, is what you make it, homie.

Playa hataz wanna me close
Do you wanna meet Carlos?
Do you really wanna feel my
Mad your bitch want my aut-o-graph
Nigga I wanna fuck yo' hoe
But I'll let her suck my dick and lick my (ha-hah)
Started out with a silly of footsie
Now I got her eatin' out her best pussy
hydro sippin' on Chris
When I was broke I would dream about
Get my rubbed in a big bath tub
I know her name but she shows mad love
I got 7 G's in my pants
And my jewlry is those lamps
I'm sleepy all you hoes gotta bail
Once again I'm in the bed by
All in another city
I get my the Chris was 9.50
2 G's for them of Don P
It was me and the hoes was free

is what an ol' G told me
filthy rich and lonely
a benz and fuck a rolly, life is what you make it, homie.

This is an ol' G told me
filthy rich and lonely
Fuck a and fuck a rolly, life is what you make it, homie.

Yeah, fuck a benz, a rolly, family comes first, and I'm alone, Ye-e-e-eah.
is what an ol' G told me, He died lonely