Luyện nghe bài hát All My Niggas

(x2)
All my niggas really the money
We don't want nothing nigga I promise
All my niggas really the money
All my niggas really the money

[Verse 1:
All we want is the
The Mozzarella
I got more guns the army
Can't let no bitch harm me
I got that purple like
I got two bitches horny
They say they niggas is
They never there and they
They a bottle of 'trony
And now they to blow me
If you me you owe me
That's I told her for sho'
I'm a mac just Obie
Me and my and bronies
Rollies and stogies stay with the and forties
That's us if you smoke
the antidote
Puffing that
My partner's kinfolk
They rap and they sell
Bust ya head like a
In the a peacoat
My iPhone is
Leaning like the of Pisa

Sweatin' like we under a
hot in here
All them suckers that's talking
not in here
Never tell my right ear what my left ear

[Verse 2: Danny
I'm up before the sun up to it beyond ya'
I break it in and tell your auntie to run up
keep guns up, snitches get tounges cut
Talk to the peoples, and get your daughters and sons
I'm up in the chevy, we blow job Betty
I just up a 80, so hit my phone when you're ready
Turkey bag of the loud, we ain't fuckin reggie
Trump the trailer with pounds and out the [jevy?]
So c'mon! About to hit another
'Bout a 150 bucks, for tax on every zip
Girl, I got bottles of that lean, tax on sip
Cause they got the Qualitest and I got the
So Im rollin' (rollin'), off that molly
Stuntin' (Stuntin'), no one has another
My big E-40 put me on the Carlos Rossi
I stay younger the muscle
Got the gang Charlie hustle

[Verse 3: Q]
will advance, clear the room
If they with the shit, than your boy don't approve
See, Hennessy, Bacardi the party
Backwoods pre-rolled, club get
Niggas muggin', well leap then froggy
I see why you mad, her ass applauding
That's your bitch, she like dolphins
We work out and bounce the bed springs
No credit cards, just debit and large
And a real big bag, like a forest
I to sell weight 'til gastric bypass
Pass with a Mac that smack your car
to ballin', no Timbs, ate Wheaties
Learn from [?] he big gritty
King East Bay, E-40, leany
Money all there, your Houdini