Luyện nghe bài hát Dats My Nigga

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

I'd die for my nigga
Jump in front a bullet for my motherfuckin'
On the stand I'd lie for my motherfuckin'
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 couple
I be laughin' to the bank the fuckin' money tickle
Drivin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple
And I put a ho before my bro
Don't beef no ho
And my niggas sellin' keys if you can't open door
you ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
When it rains it pours, it's dry for my motherfuckin'
I kill for my motherfuckin'
versa, eyes red from the kush I blew
White person, got my middle on the trigger
With my little finger to you
I swear it's fuck all y'all
Except my

I said that I'mma 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 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 done a million dollars on my muthafuckin niggas
You can catch me out Chicago with them muthafuckin
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk bring the trigger
And when we on that lean, we fuckin with the liquor
I'm a buy a hundred bottles just to 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, em screamin "can't get up"
Same nigga from the bottom a damn thing change
Catch me out in Collins "money ain't a thang"
And red Mulsanne, lookin like I claim blood
And if homie my homie than I know it ain't love
Screamin out "4 Hunnid," YG my nigga
'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 Tock hit em

I that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin outside all day my niggas
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 just got 250 thousand for a verse, nigga
I know, is it me or it's your thirst, nigga?
You niggas got no joints
a injured Chris 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
Flossy bitches, Sergio Rossi,
And if we at the game then floor seat, bitches!
I for my bitches
I'm so fuckin' I cop rides for my bitches
Dollar menu fries apple pies bitches
I drop a freestyle and get a rise outta
Bitches, my
I need a with some different strokes, Todd Bridges
out to my main bitches, and my side bitches
Need a nigga with some neck, ostriches
My

I said that ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my 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