Luyện nghe bài hát Dats My Nigga

I'm talkin bout on, ridin out
in my ma's house
Front you with that
(I done front a work)
You say you that head up
But we fight fair brah
Catch you from your backside, then knock you out
Ace stomp you out, then Buddah gone stomp you out
(Has momma see you with a busted eye and busted mouth)
Nine milli out, 4 Fizzy pokin' out
Death Row show you what this West Coast about

I'd die for my nigga
Jump in front a for my motherfuckin' nigga
On the stand I'd lie for my nigga
Rob a bank, I'd drive for my motherfuckin'
Real talk, I don't fuck with too many niggas
'Cause niggas drop a on you like a couple nickels
I be to the bank like the fuckin' money tickle
somethin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple
And I put a ho before my bro
beef over no ho
And my niggas sellin' if you can't open your door
Hope you ride for my niggas
When it rains it pours, it's dry for my motherfuckin'
I kill for my motherfuckin'
Vice versa, eyes red from the I blew
White person, got my finger on the trigger
With my little to you niggas
I swear it's fuck all niggas
Except my

I that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my on the trigger
been 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 muthafuckin hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will bring the
And when we on lean, we ain't fuckin with the liquor
I'm a buy a hundred 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
you at the red light, have em screamin "can't get up"
Same nigga from the bottom ain't a damn thing
me out in Collins screamin "money ain't a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, lookin like I claim
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 field on the line with him
And if it's really good, why I die with em
when I need the choppers, I just tell Tock hit em

I that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the
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 (My muthafucking niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my

I just got 250 thousand dollars for a verse,
I don't know, is it me or your thirst, nigga?
You niggas ain't got no
Like a injured Chris Paul, you ain't got no
I just come through a couple bossy bitches
They get money too, they some "don't me" bitches
Flossy bitches, Rossi, bitches
And if we at the game then 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 rise outta
Bitches, my
I need a nigga with some different strokes, Bridges
out to my main bitches, and my side bitches
Need a with some good neck, ostriches
My

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