Luyện nghe bài hát Dats My Nigga

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

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

I that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin outside all day with my
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

I done spent a million on my muthafuckin niggas
You can me out Chicago with them muthafuckin hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk bring the trigger
And when we on that lean, we ain't fuckin with the
I'm a buy a hundred bottles just to give it to the
She can like it on my
she see the way I ball, how my wrist and that be lit up
Catch you at the red light, em screamin "can't get up"
nigga from the bottom 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 homie ain't my homie than I know it love
out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my nigga
'Cause I been in the life on the line with him
And if really good, why I prolly die with em
'Cause I need the choppers, I just tell Tock hit em

I that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die my finger on the trigger
I've been 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 got 250 thousand dollars for a verse, nigga
I know, is it me or it's your thirst, nigga?
You niggas ain't got no
Like a Chris Paul, you ain't got no point
I just come with a couple bossy bitches
They get money too, some "don't cross me" bitches
Flossy bitches, Sergio Rossi,
And if we at the game it's floor seat, bitches!
I for my bitches
I'm so rich I cop rides for my bitches
Dollar fries apple pies otha bitches
I drop a freestyle and get a outta bitches
Bitches, my
I need a nigga some different strokes, Todd Bridges
Shout out to my main bitches, and my bitches
Need a nigga with some neck, ostriches
My

I said that I'mma ride for my niggas
Most likely 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 nigga (My niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my