Luyện nghe bài hát D.g.i.f.u.

Ya'll know me, the still OG, young T-Y-G
Hated on by these niggas
But I still keep shittin' on 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 nigga
All I do is get money, fuck, and
I run for mayor
Been shit, you barely maintainin', bitch
No, this ain't no less shit
a neck on some Busta shit
Soulja, shit
I be on til
Don't predict, bitch, I'm gonna do
chances are I've outdone you
And most of my so called
Spit your game, talk shit
Grab your gat, call clique
Ball so hard I don't need the
I'm the best I sayin' that shit
Nigga, you too
If you knew what this game do to you
Look at bullshit that I've through
This the drive through and on you

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

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got to say
But comes out when they move they lips
This extended clip will Buddha shit
Shawty callin' me, pullin' up with hooter tits
Never use a nigga, but she abuse the
I lick the 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 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, talkin' 'bout me fucking yo' bitch
I can't lie, lie
I got a bunch of bad hoes and a wife on the
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 bring the pain, we be the game-changers
All in face, I'm bustin' nuts

get it fucked up
Yesterday was the nigga 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 like oh
Now look whose talkin',
Now look whose talkin', bitch,
Don't get it up
I do shit for my, I do this shit for my
Do this for my loved ones
get it fucked up
I do this shit for my, I do shit for my
I don't niggas, I only trust funds nigga

Did ya'll think I would let my dough
Ho, please! Better bow down on knees
Who you taught you to throw P's?
Who you think you to rap keys?
Dress Dreez, Phillip Limb,
Like D-O-double G
Nigga murda was the case so the police
Ya'll niggas soft like Emojis, with the heart
Ya'll part skies, cloud killas
We aimin' niggas, my blacker than apartheid
We coupe niggas, you niggas riding four
Like Uber nigga, we pilin' all of your
On the my stamina be
Enough for Pamela Lee
My Katy Perry afraid to carry
shit you sniff, Taylor Swift
Niggas yet it remains a myth
I never seen it, only dream it
They rap about it, do
they toy cars and they little jewels

Don't get it up
was the freshest nigga 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 like oh
Now look whose talkin',
Now whose talkin', bitch, yeah
get it fucked up
I do shit 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