Luyện nghe bài hát Ocean

Got you papers, got you rolling papers
Got you rolling papers, got you papers
Minus the
Got you papers, got you rolling (uh)

do it average, you cool and savage
Makin' niggas do
my phone, you be on a jet
Roll my spliffs, send me every now and then
When we met, I could admit, I was just sex
Taught you not to look for results, but the process
Plus, you got your paper, no nonsense
Smoke from the bong intense, when she you, she over it
Faded but focused, I posted
Hit me up, the closed, I leave the gate open
Know what's good, chain say "Ocean"
Put you on to the finer
Now when you see designer, you keep your
Send a text, say she comin'
I don't to send a car, she get her own
'Cause she ain't sober
No on, you ain't needin' those Ron O'Neal, Curtis Mayfield
notes, hit the joint
Leave the

You don't
What you do to me
I got so love for ya
you to know
How much I fuck with you, oh
You know
What you do to me
Wanna one up for ya
Want you to come to the back of the
some love to a real one (uh)

Netflix and extra long
Hit it once, she what the difference is
My bottom bitch don't even
She see me with chicks
She hardly drink, but for me, take a sip
Do you gotta do to pay your rent
Only with lame niggas at they expense
I'm talking good weed, and shrimp
Niggas off of styles that they ain't invent
to grab a towel just to hide the scent
You smell the kush all through the
Go through the hallways looking
I've been a gangster and a
to the boss and not no middlemen
Is you with it or it?
make a decision
Smoke a a day, eliminate the competition
I'm that nigga, been nigga
Past and present
You look
I a badder bitch to complement you

You don't
you do to me lately
I got so love for ya
Want you to
How that I fuck with you, oh
You know
What you do to me
Wanna one up for ya
you to come to the back of the club
Show love to a real one

It's a gang thing, it's a gang
It's a gang thing, a gang thing
Don't do me that
I'm a too

Everywhere we go
We it by the 0
The K.K., the