Luyện nghe bài hát Fa My Niggaz

Fresh. Slim, Baby. Hot Boys. Hot in this bitch. Check it out.

Niggas getting chopped
Losin life behind stupid shit
Ain't a bitch
Niggas, gettin' they wig
And it's a
Killin' has a fame
I cannot see my brains
On the
I keep my 9 on my
'em down
Picks up the shells could leave no around
and, t-shirt land
when niggas ain't
Got a chrome got it cocked
Red dot on yo'
As I pop

Till you
dead
On the
It's a tragedy when I spin' yo block
A nigga, from
leave ya wet
Fa' sho yo' is on the next
If ya
I ain't fakin' it, yo' life I'm it
Hollow points bullets it
ain't makin' it
When I
Tell it to any nigga chopper you can't trust
If you bust, when I
Head for
10% is gonna help ya, 90 is fail ya
A lot of punk niggas try to play
Put yo' face on a fresh tee sendin' that ass to the
Better be cool if you don't, all on you.

Bullet
16 worth a my whole clique push dope
Transportin' ki's in the all black
50 G's on the seat, layin' to my heat
I'm a Hot Boy to the
And I'm a thug on the
I score from Slim and B
10 a ki, real OG's, 36 oz's formed the
for 2 G's
UPT connect, stackin', leave ya wet
Niggas who disrespect, my chopper put in
Big on broaders, that's all I know
Mansion on Washetona 6 on the floor
R and DR watched by Uptown security guards
10 G's a ki, 36 o's a
4 and a half, 2 G's, but take 18
Got some niggas on my team bout head bussin' and
G's, hoopties, to benzies
I get my ki's, from my KC
He's a soldier
Be in 10 in
Shoot out in that
Knock ya off ya shoulders

I ain't about no
I'm comin' get out the way
Gun play, bussin' a nigga ass on the
Head straight back to the hot
Flight in a
If I'm out bad I might cut you in half
UTP tatooed it, across my stomach stay
Look I'm a looter, holdin' the
Or a 6
On Tuesdays and
You better for the sweep
Look them gon' act a ass if you get caught in the street
I'm layin off in some room by my bitch duckin' people
out the area, and rob the chinese store
Do it like it's legal, I heard heads in
want the dope dick children and cop blockers
Niggas in the cut with ski lookin' for me
I'm on top of the with a chopper watchin' em too
Fuck with me your urge get in his curtains
Now send ya
To the TC and we hurt 'em
I'm niggas
like that heavy on 'bauds and tens
I'm in the Chevy B.G. and our girlfriends
Park 'round the corner leave ya gun and creep
bitch this ain't the night show, lay it down hoe
Ya think I'm playin, ask Baby and how I can
Hook me up I have time for no games
Look here I in this bitch
I'm a new fit
I'm bound to snatch a hoe and make her on this dick
at what ya facin partner
A whole
Of niggas mind damaged
? paper
With that iron I'ma wit em
Mama pray for me I don't back down from no nigga
got a place for me

Lil
See I want millions, and big thousands
Tryin' to rain and third ward public housin'
Uptown streets is where all my meet
me 9 9 G tryin' to see my destiny
I do it all to drop the phone if I call
See I'm real large eventhough I'm real small
But let that fool ya
Money everything around me
Creepin up silent ya that's where ya find me
I ain't for a lil
I want the damn spot
I cock my glock and have ya plot so I out to the top
Nigga be with money
you doin' I done done it
9 9 point 5 mil big deals it comin
Slugs hummin' chopper catch the vapor from the laser
fled big bread money maker
Pop a slug barrell for big paper
Big life taker for big caker
Ben Franklin, televancin' big bankin
Bust 'em? em, stankin' ship sankin'
Ain't no such like see another nigga come up
But if I don't know that nigga, then his come up is my stuff
Call it a bluff if you want, but and test for ya own
See how quick model homes leave home
Roam to the top, up and get buck
Get out my way, fo' I
I'm tryin' to up

B.G.:
thugger, baby gangsta
Thug or get
Off top
Aim my straight for head shots
I release the safety, if ya me
Best me
Don't bitch down in ya way
Or ya me

Stop you playin'
I clear yo on that ass
Nigga wonder why I
Uptowns the
It's the
We got weapons that'll go ya vest
Get wet
it's beef fo sho
Got back up, from the Mac Melph
You got coke, and don't go broke
VL it
Cuz around me bitch I'm doin bad ya sell it
B.G.
4 ya dig
Bitch get split
If you got on ya wig
take the hit
Real fast and
226 my clique Cash Money the
Project
6 zeroes
Makin' records is the we got 10 kilos
reload
If ya you fall
If I jack you I don't half I want all
tall for mine
Nuts I'm real
My skills
Kill or be
out to give me the blues
Let 'em me, I refuse
I'm down for
But the one of I was
I leave ya
I put my
Hair by a
So what ya self cuz I'm to act a donkey
In the N.O. town, jackers 3, 4
Put ya if ya playin' wit a QB