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 keep 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 make a profit-ly
All I do is get money, fuck, and
I run for mayor
Been runnin' shit, you maintainin', bitch
No, ain't no less regular shit
a neck on some Busta shit
Soulja, Memphis
I be on til
predict, bitch, what I'm gonna do
'Cause are I've outdone you
And most of my so enemies
Spit your game, talk your
Grab your gat, call your
Ball so hard I don't need the
I'm the I keep sayin' that shit
Nigga, you too
If you knew this game will do to you
Look at bullshit that I've been
This the through and shit on you

get it fucked up
Yesterday was the freshest 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 oh shit
Now look talkin', bitch
Now look whose talkin', bitch,
get it fucked up
I do this shit for my, I do this for my
Do shit for my loved ones
Don't get it up
I do shit 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 make shit
Shawty me, pullin' up with them hooter tits
Never use a nigga, but she the dick
I lick the let the air dry
We in a boat, nigga, off the coast
European or Caribbean, I'm out my hair dye
So get it fucked up
I got a handful of matches, fuckin' a bad bitch
All my is savages, better 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, talkin' 'bout me fucking yo' bitch
I can't lie, lie
I got a bunch of bad hoes and a wife on the
I believe I can fly, I'm the now
Wanna be like when I die
Step right up, can't name any that can fuck with us
I'mma the pain, we gon' 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 lyin' bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh
In
get it fucked up
Niggas talkin' bout oh
I pull up they oh shit
Now whose talkin', bitch
Now look talkin', bitch, yeah
get it fucked 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 don't trust niggas, I trust funds nigga

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

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