Luyện nghe bài hát D.g.i.f.u.

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

Don't get it up
Yesterday was the freshest nigga in
I swear to God I ain't lyin' bruh, I ain't lyin'
In
get it fucked up
Niggas 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 shit for my, I do this shit for my
Do this shit for my 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

everybody wanna talk like they got somethin' to say
But comes out when they move they lips
extended clip will make Buddha shit
Shawty callin' me, pullin' up with them hooter
Never use a nigga, but she abuse the
I the pussy let the air dry
We in a boat, nigga, off the coast
or Caribbean, I'm sweatin' out my hair dye
So get it fucked up
I got a handful of matches, fuckin' a bad bitch
All my niggas is savages, loc up
Damn a tragedy, all of these casualties
Metal through his body, nigga, his anatomy, oh shit
Why you pillow That's ho shit
Nigga, you a geek, still talkin' 'bout me yo' bitch
I lie, can't lie
I got a bunch of bad hoes and a 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 with us
I'mma bring the pain, we be the game-changers
All in your face, I'm nuts

Don't get it up
Yesterday was the freshest in America
I swear to God I ain't bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh
In
Don't get it up
Niggas talkin' bout oh
I up they like oh shit
Now look whose talkin',
Now whose talkin', bitch, yeah
Don't get it 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 trust funds

Did ya'll think I would let my freeze?
Ho, please! Better bow down on both
Who you think you to throw P's?
Who you think taught you to rap
Dreez, Phillip Limb, SLP's
Like Snoop G
Nigga murda was the so motherfuck the police
Ya'll niggas soft Emojis, with the heart eyes
part skies, ya'll cloud killas
We aimin' niggas, my blacker than apartheid
We coupe niggas, you riding four doors
Like nigga, we pilin' all of your whores
On the my stamina be
Enough for Pamela Lee
My Perry ain't afraid to carry
That shit you sniff, Taylor
Niggas talk yet it remains a
I never it, they only dream it
rap about it, do interviews
With they toy cars and they little

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