Luyện nghe bài hát Dats My Nigga

I'm talkin puttin on, ridin out
Glocks in my house
you with that work
(I done a nigga's work)
You say you that head up
But we fight fair brah
you slippin' from your backside, then knock you out
Ace gone you out, then Buddah gone stomp you out
(Has momma ever see you with a eye and busted mouth)
Nine milli pokin' out, 4 Fizzy out
Death Row days show you this West Coast about

I'd die for my nigga
Jump in front a for my motherfuckin' nigga
On the stand I'd lie for my nigga
Rob a bank, I'd drive for my motherfuckin'
Real talk, I really fuck with too many niggas
'Cause niggas a dime on you like a couple nickels
I be to the bank like the fuckin' money tickle
Drivin' somethin' that you ain't, top off, suck a
And I never put a ho my bro
beef over no ho
And my niggas sellin' keys if you can't open door
Hope you for my motherfuckin' niggas
When it it pours, it's dry for my motherfuckin' niggas
I for my motherfuckin' niggas
Vice versa, eyes red from the I blew
person, got my middle finger on the trigger
With my little finger to you
I swear it's all y'all niggas
Except my

I said that ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin outside all day with my
And I ain't goin' in I'm with my niggas
My nigga, my
My nigga, my nigga (My niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my

I done spent a dollars on my muthafuckin niggas
You can me out Chicago with them muthafuckin hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will bring the
And we on that lean, we ain't fuckin with the liquor
I'm a buy a hundred just to give it to the bitches
She can like it on my
'Cause she see the way I ball, how my and that be lit up
Catch you at the red light, have em "can't get up"
Same nigga from the bottom ain't a thing change
Catch me out in screamin "money ain't a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, lookin like I blood
And if homie ain't my homie than I it ain't love
Screamin out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my
'Cause I been in the field on the line with him
And if it's really good, why I prolly die em
'Cause when I the choppers, I just tell Tock hit em

I said that ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've grindin outside all day with my niggas
And I ain't goin' in I'm with my niggas
My nigga, my
My nigga, my (My muthafucking niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my

I just got 250 dollars for a verse, nigga
I don't know, is it me or it's your thirst,
You ain't got no joints
Like a injured Paul, you ain't got no point
I just come with a couple bossy bitches
get money too, they some "don't cross me" bitches
Flossy bitches, Rossi, bitches
And if we at the game then floor seat, bitches!
I for my bitches
I'm so fuckin' rich I cop for my bitches
Dollar menu fries apple pies otha
I drop a freestyle and get a outta bitches
Bitches, my
I need a nigga with different strokes, Todd Bridges
out to my main bitches, and my side bitches
Need a with some good neck, ostriches
My

I said that ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the
been grindin outside all day with my niggas
And I ain't in unless I'm with my niggas
My nigga, my
My nigga, my (My muthafucking niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my