Luyện nghe bài hát Dats My Nigga

I'm talkin bout puttin on, out
Glocks in my ma's
you with that work
(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 stomp you out, then gone stomp you out
(Has momma ever see you a busted eye and busted mouth)
Nine milli out, 4 Fizzy pokin' out
Death Row days show you what West Coast about

I'd die for my nigga
in front a bullet for my motherfuckin' nigga
On the I'd lie for my motherfuckin' nigga
Rob a bank, I'd for my motherfuckin' nigga
Real talk, I don't really fuck with too many
'Cause niggas a dime on you like a couple nickels
I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' money
Drivin' somethin' you ain't, top off, suck 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
When it rains it pours, it's dry for my niggas
I kill for my niggas
Vice versa, eyes red from the I blew
White person, got my finger on the trigger
With my finger to you niggas
I swear it's all y'all niggas
my niggas

I said that I'mma ride for my niggas
likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been outside all day with 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 spent a million on my muthafuckin niggas
You can catch me out Chicago with them hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will the trigger
And when we on lean, we ain't fuckin with the liquor
I'm a buy a bottles just to give it to the bitches
She can like it on my
'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 ain't a damn thing
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 I know it ain't love
Screamin out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my
'Cause I in the field 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 tell hit em

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

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
They get money too, they some "don't 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 apple pies otha
I drop a freestyle and get a rise outta
Bitches, my
I need a nigga with different strokes, Todd Bridges
Shout out to my main bitches, and my side
Need a nigga some good neck, ostriches
My

I said that I'mma for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the
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