Luyện nghe bài hát Dats My Nigga

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

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

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 my niggas
And I ain't in unless 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 a million dollars on my muthafuckin niggas
You can catch me out Chicago with them muthafuckin
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will the trigger
And when we on that lean, we ain't fuckin 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 and that be lit up
Catch you at the red light, em screamin "can't get up"
Same nigga from the ain't a damn thing change
Catch me out in screamin "money ain't a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, lookin like I claim
And if ain't 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 really good, why I die with em
'Cause when I need the choppers, I just tell hit em

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

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

I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin'
Most likely 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