Luyện nghe bài hát D.g.i.f.u.

Ya'll me, the still same OG, young T-Y-G
Hated on by most these
But I still keep on niggas lowkey
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
runnin' shit, you barely maintainin', bitch
No, this no less regular shit
Break a neck on Busta shit
Soulja, Memphis
I be on til
Don't predict, bitch, what I'm do
'Cause chances are I've you
And of my so called enemies
Spit your game, talk your
Grab gat, call your clique
Ball so hard I don't need the
I'm the best I keep that shit
Nigga, you too
If you knew what this will do to you
Look at bullshit that been through
This the through and shit on you

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

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

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

Did ya'll think I would let my freeze?
Ho, please! Better bow on both knees
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
Ya'll niggas soft Emojis, with the heart eyes
Ya'll part skies, cloud killas
We aimin' niggas, my soldiers blacker apartheid
We niggas, you niggas riding four doors
Like nigga, we pilin' all of your whores
On the my stamina be
for Pamela Anderson Lee
My Katy Perry ain't to carry
That shit you sniff, Swift
Niggas talk yet it remains a
I never seen it, they only it
They rap it, do interviews
With they toy cars and they little

Don't get it up
Yesterday was the freshest nigga in
I swear to God I ain't lyin' bruh, I ain't bruh
In
get it fucked up
Niggas bout oh shit
I pull up they oh shit
Now whose talkin', bitch
Now whose talkin', bitch, yeah
Don't get it up
I do this shit for my, I do this 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 trust nigga