Luyện nghe bài hát D.g.i.f.u.

Ya'll know me, the same OG, young T-Y-G
Hated on by most these
But I still keep on niggas lowkey
I fuck with you to the third degree
I it G, damn G you owe us three
Schemin' on the low, make a nigga profit-ly
All I do is get money, fuck, and
I should run for
Been runnin' shit, you barely maintainin',
No, this ain't no regular shit
Break a neck on some Busta
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 your game, talk your
Grab your gat, call your
Ball so hard I need the assist
I'm the best I sayin' that shit
Nigga, you too
If you knew what this will do to you
Look at bullshit that I've through
This the drive and shit on you

get it fucked up
Yesterday was the freshest nigga in
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 like oh shit
Now look 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 shit for my ones
Don't get it up
I do this for my, I do this shit for my
I trust niggas, I only trust funds nigga

Nowadays everybody talk like they got somethin' to say
But nothin' out when they move they lips
This extended clip will Buddha shit
Shawty callin' me, up with them hooter tits
Never use a nigga, but she the dick
I the pussy let the air dry
We in a boat, nigga, right off the
European or Caribbean, I'm sweatin' out my dye
So don't get it up
I got a handful of matches, fuckin' with a bad
All my is savages, better loc up
Damn it's a tragedy, all of casualties
Metal his body, nigga, check his anatomy, oh shit
Why you talkin'? That's ho shit
Nigga, you a geek, still 'bout me fucking 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
Wanna be Mike when I die
Step right up, name any nigga that can fuck with us
I'mma the pain, we gon' 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 bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh
In
get it fucked up
Niggas talkin' bout oh
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
Don't get it up
I do this shit for my, I do this for my
I don't trust niggas, I trust funds nigga

Did ya'll think I let my dough freeze?
Ho, please! Better bow on both knees
Who you think you to throw P's?
Who you think you to rap keys?
Dreez, Phillip Limb, SLP's
Like D-O-double G
Nigga was the case so motherfuck the police
Ya'll niggas soft Emojis, with the heart eyes
Ya'll skies, ya'll cloud killas
We aimin' niggas, my blacker than apartheid
We niggas, you niggas riding four doors
Like Uber nigga, we pilin' all of whores
On the canopy my be
Enough for Pamela Lee
My Perry ain't afraid to carry
shit you sniff, Taylor Swift
Niggas talk yet it a myth
I seen it, they only dream it
rap about it, do interviews
With they toy cars and little jewels

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