Luyện nghe bài hát D.g.i.f.u.

Ya'll know me, the still same OG, young
Hated on by these niggas
But I still keep on niggas lowkey
I don't fuck with you to the third
I keep it G, G you owe us three
Schemin' on the low, tryna a nigga profit-ly
All I do is get money, fuck, and
I run for mayor
Been shit, you barely maintainin', bitch
No, this no less regular shit
Break a on some Busta shit
Soulja, shit
I be on til
predict, bitch, what I'm gonna do
'Cause chances are outdone you
And most of my so enemies
your game, talk your shit
Grab gat, call your 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 will do to you
Look at that I've been through
This the drive and shit on you

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
get it fucked up
Niggas bout oh shit
I pull up like oh shit
Now look whose talkin',
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 shit for my, I do this for my
I trust niggas, I only trust funds nigga

everybody wanna talk like they got somethin' to say
But nothin' comes out when they move lips
This clip will make Buddha shit
Shawty callin' me, pullin' up with them tits
Never use a nigga, but she abuse the
I the pussy let the air dry
We in a boat, nigga, off the coast
European or Caribbean, I'm sweatin' out my dye
So don't get it up
I got a handful of matches, with a bad bitch
All my is savages, better loc up
it's a tragedy, all of these casualties
Metal his body, nigga, check his anatomy, oh shit
Why you pillow talkin'? That's ho
Nigga, you a geek, still talkin' me fucking yo' bitch
I can't lie, lie
I got a of bad hoes and a wife on the side
I believe I can fly, I'm the now
Wanna be like Mike 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 bustin'

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' oh shit
I pull up like oh shit
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 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 trust funds nigga

Did ya'll think I would let my dough
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 Snoop G
Nigga murda was the so motherfuck the police
Ya'll niggas soft like Emojis, the heart eyes
Ya'll part skies, cloud killas
We aimin' niggas, my blacker than apartheid
We coupe niggas, you riding four doors
Like Uber nigga, we all of your whores
On the canopy my be
Enough for Pamela Lee
My Perry ain't afraid to carry
That you sniff, Taylor Swift
talk yet it remains a myth
I never seen it, they only it
They rap about it, do
With toy cars and they little jewels

get it fucked 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 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 this shit for my ones
get it fucked up
I do this for my, I do this shit for my
I don't trust niggas, I only trust nigga