Luyện nghe bài hát Dats My Nigga

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

I'd die for my motherfuckin'
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 with too niggas
'Cause niggas drop a on you like a couple nickels
I be laughin' to the bank the fuckin' money tickle
Drivin' somethin' 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 open your
you ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
When it rains it pours, dry for my motherfuckin' niggas
I kill for my motherfuckin'
Vice versa, eyes red the kush I blew
White person, got my finger on the trigger
With my finger to you niggas
I swear fuck all y'all niggas
Except 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 goin' 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 spent a million dollars on my muthafuckin niggas
You can catch me out Chicago with them muthafuckin
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil will bring the trigger
And when we on that lean, we ain't fuckin with the
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"
nigga from the bottom ain't a damn thing change
Catch me out in Collins "money ain't a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, like I claim blood
And if homie my homie than I know it ain't love
out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my nigga
'Cause I been in the life on the line with him
And if it's really good, why I prolly die em
'Cause when I need the choppers, I just Tock hit em

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

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