Luyện nghe bài hát On Me

Back when Dot was hangin' at Top's in the
Freestylin' to them instrumentals
No and pencils, I was out there Bloodin' like a menstrual
With a Backwood clinched between my
Way back when, when we was outside with the
Hotboxin' rentals in front of
thoughts, never thought that I would amount to shit
Smoke chronic, fuck bitches, ride bouncin' shit
From to that Harley truck
To bitches that was hard to fuck
I came up, it was hardly
left Compton, and I ain't have to use my AK
What a day, a day

when my drivers license, was baby faced and triflin'
I my way through crisis
I made my tape and portraits in front of sirens
I made you hate the vibrant, you escape the tyrant
You can't relate I've been
In '98 my problem, actin' too and shit
at bitches, yeah my religion through songs and shit
On me, on me
Raise up, nigga, you are not the
Bitch I'm well-connected from my section down to Beach
Fumblin' with Tetris if your neglectin' your ki
Everyday I wake up my face up to my father
Makin' sure my heart is pure enough to grow my and harvest
All my stuffin', double up my plantation with dollar
Every dream is such reality, my deja vu done up
Bitch I'm up with the homies, that's on me
24/7, Kendrick reppin' these streets
Don't we live by it, die by it, reincarnate
And if Game me, "Drive by it," I raise AK
Ain't no shame on it, cry it, fuck that, I'll play
Like no on it, blindsided, ain't no one safe
had identities of where I'm from
Therefore my energy had to make sure the me won
It ain't no one, son, it ain't no tellin' me nothin'
Nigga Chuck, Doc Dre and K, the legacy's done

Oh man, you thought these niggas with attitude show gratitude
you
From 2015 to infinity it's still weed and Hennessy
I can pimp a butterfly for the
Game I need

There I go, me a minute, nigga
'Bout to hit a run, K. Dot, grab the pennant, nigga
Pin it on my Pendleton, trap night, Jay Leno them
Got my mom a bracelet, Wimbledon of Wilmington
Now can I rap for a Black on the track for a minute
in my rhyme book, see murder like when I was a fan of No Limit
Ain't no gimmicks 'round here, Compton, me, Doc and Kendrick
Chronic, good kid, my year, 3 documentaries
Now I'm sentries, 16 Impalas
bounce like they need a dollar
That's on my mama, niggas up and did me a
I put on me, that's on me
You get a bullet fuckin' with the lil'
Thinkin' back then like fuck your rules, nigga is Piru
Slide with the Erykah Badu
West Compton, nigga don't mind if I do
From Piru Street to my old
Nigga this Compton, grew up on a end
Got an of dead friends
Round here Crips be sweatin' us niggas a headband
what's up cuz
(Yo where you from?)
No to stop and think
Pull your strap they do or you get shot before you blink
outta Compton, 3 times I told you
The third time I it with TDE mothafucka
I'll you eat every letter
you niggas like toddlers, from the city of Impalas
When callers take their pitbulls and feed them niggas rottweilers
My clip full, I quick pull, no slangin' 8 balls on the corner
And all them I used to freestyle with, I ate y'all on the corner
Call the coroner, dead out here
onto life by a thread out here
Them niggas all that red out here
P snapbacks on niggas out here
So don't you come fuckin' with the homie
So OG call me Tony
Montana, no French, my red legit
My told me before he died, "Just keep your hand on the brick"
So I did
Sell every chicken a nigga had in stock, yes I did
Walked to Compton, hot full of rocks, yes I did
class, yes I did, whooped niggas ass, yes I did
Fucked a bitch behind the bleachers on the rag, that's on Bloods
Westside, that's on Bloods, TEC fly, that's on Bloods
You fuck Dot, I'll let you choke on your blood
I put