Luyện nghe bài hát Dats My Nigga

I'm talkin bout on, ridin out
in my ma's house
Front you with that
(I done a nigga's work)
You say you want head up
But we don't fight fair
Catch you slippin' from your backside, then you out
Ace gone you out, then Buddah gone stomp you out
(Has momma ever see you a busted eye and busted mouth)
milli pokin' out, 4 Fizzy pokin' out
Death Row show you what this West Coast about

I'd die for my nigga
Jump in front a bullet for my nigga
On the I'd lie for my motherfuckin' nigga
Rob a bank, I'd drive for my motherfuckin'
Real talk, I don't fuck with too many niggas
'Cause niggas drop a dime on you like a nickels
I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' money
somethin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple
And I never put a ho my bro
Don't beef no ho
And my niggas sellin' keys if you can't your door
Hope you ride for my niggas
When it it pours, it's dry for my motherfuckin' niggas
I for my motherfuckin' niggas
Vice versa, eyes red the kush I blew
White person, got my middle on the trigger
With my finger to you niggas
I swear it's fuck all niggas
Except my

I that I'mma 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 unless I'm with my
My nigga, my
My nigga, my nigga (My niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my

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

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

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

I said I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the
I've been grindin all day with my niggas
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