Luyện nghe bài hát D.g.i.f.u.

Ya'll know me, the same OG, young T-Y-G
on by most these niggas
But I still keep shittin' on niggas
I don't with you to the third degree
I it G, damn G you owe us three
on the low, tryna make a nigga profit-ly
All I do is get money, fuck, and
I run for mayor
Been runnin' shit, you barely maintainin',
No, this no less regular shit
Break a neck on some Busta
Soulja, shit
I be on til
predict, bitch, what I'm gonna do
'Cause chances are I've you
And most of my so called
Spit your game, talk your
your gat, call your clique
Ball so hard I don't the assist
I'm the best I keep sayin' that
Nigga, you too
If you knew what this game do to you
Look at bullshit that been through
This the through and shit on you

get it fucked up
Yesterday was the freshest in America
I to God I ain't lyin' bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh
In
Don't get it up
Niggas talkin' bout oh
I up they like oh shit
Now whose talkin', bitch
Now whose talkin', bitch, yeah
get it fucked up
I do this for my, I do this shit for my
Do shit for my loved ones
get it fucked up
I do this shit for my, I do this for my
I don't trust niggas, I only funds nigga

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got to say
But nothin' comes out when they they lips
This extended clip will Buddha shit
Shawty callin' me, pullin' up with hooter tits
use a nigga, but she abuse the dick
I lick the let the air dry
We in a boat, nigga, off the coast
or Caribbean, I'm sweatin' out my hair dye
So don't get it up
I got a handful of matches, fuckin' a bad bitch
All my niggas is savages, loc up
it's a tragedy, all of these casualties
Metal through his body, nigga, his anatomy, oh shit
Why you talkin'? That's ho shit
Nigga, you a geek, still talkin' 'bout me fucking yo'
I lie, can't lie
I got a bunch of bad and a wife on the side
I I can fly, I'm the shit now
be like Mike when I die
Step right up, can't name any nigga that can fuck us
bring the pain, we gon' be the game-changers
All in your face, I'm bustin'

Don't get it up
Yesterday was the freshest nigga in
I to God I ain't lyin' bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh
In
get it fucked up
Niggas talkin' bout oh
I pull up they like oh
Now whose talkin', bitch
Now look talkin', bitch, yeah
Don't get it up
I do this shit for my, I do shit for my
Do this for my loved ones
Don't get it up
I do this shit for my, I do shit for my
I don't trust niggas, I only trust funds

Did think I would let my dough freeze?
Ho, please! Better bow down on both
Who you think taught you to P's?
Who you think you to rap keys?
Dreez, Phillip Limb, SLP's
Like D-O-double G
Nigga murda was the case so the police
niggas soft like Emojis, with the heart eyes
Ya'll part skies, ya'll killas
We niggas, my soldiers blacker than apartheid
We coupe niggas, you riding four doors
Like Uber nigga, we pilin' all of whores
On the canopy my be
for Pamela Anderson Lee
My Katy Perry ain't afraid to
That shit you sniff, Swift
Niggas yet it remains a myth
I never seen it, they only it
They rap it, do interviews
With they toy cars and little jewels

Don't get it up
was the freshest nigga in America
I to God I ain't lyin' bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh
In
Don't get it up
Niggas talkin' oh shit
I up they like oh shit
Now look talkin', bitch
Now whose talkin', bitch, yeah
get it fucked up
I do shit for my, I do this shit for my
Do this shit for my ones
get it fucked up
I do this shit for my, I do this for my
I don't trust niggas, I only trust nigga