Luyện nghe bài hát Felony Niggas

Two guns up mothafucka, two up mothafucka

If P want you dead, I ain't comin' with
Just a and a three pound, plenty of liquor
So ya homies got to pour that's that old school shit
I ain't tryin' to put you the floor

I'm tryin' to niggas over the clouds
And I heard you say you rich so you can't get lower styles
Kill everybody just so noone can smile
the streets my whole life and I been flowin' a while

Biget I rock, ever since my nigga was shot and my nigga
Was shit I'm tellin' the truth
If I lie, may I die in the middle of the
My niggas hustle from to first

months in a year
Gun on waist, blunt in your ear
Pat in your sock, trade at the of the block
With a fein for knorx till the shit get dark

We ride, instead of the six
While you lookin' for a bitch, we for a brick
That we can cook by six and the whole block a fix
Catch me on T sixty a shift

Holidy styles, I ain't nothin' but streets
Just as hard as the shit, be under your feet
And the only I front is with a blunt and a beat
To show niggas that I'm nice and ain't fuckin' with me

Felony niggas cop cock niggas that'd arm rob seventy niggas
You know murderin' niggas you doe, they servin' you niggas
Stay on fifth, swervin' on niggas
You know whether we or we die we gonna get this

All I know is drugs and guns and of weed
And that bitch that suck and niggas that bleed
And if you're before you go get a watch and a drop
You better hit the court house and go bail out the

If your son ain't worth shit niggas'll smuggle daughter
I come through in a porshe the same as water
I got weight, what you want I can the order
They call me boss when I cross the

Six shot her? I hear niggas say my face is screwed
But put six in your stomach nigga lace your food
fuck every rapper that hate that I'm rude
But that's that SP shit, you can take it or

We can let the bullets spill, we all get killed
There's only six rappers if you wanna be real
Niggas die everyday talkin' that dumb shit
where they're from shit

All that to me is you can get your gun quick
Just dumb bitch
Go to to get the holy ghost
I did my and got the holy ghost

Look at the world a niggas eyes
Don't be a bitch, you live and die
Rivin' in the sky, but no love when you by
I pray to god that we make it to
But the only thing we makin' is channel

You four, five and seven, hot as fuck
And every rapper be dead, if they were hotter us
But since still alive they should be tellin' you somethin'
You ain't hear from holiday, he ain't tellin' you
You cocksucker

Felony niggas cop cock niggas
That'd arm rob niggas
You know murderin' niggas you doe, they servin' you niggas
Stay on fifth, gettin' swervin' on
You know we ride or we die we gonna get this doe

Felony niggas cop cock heavily
That'd arm rob niggas
You know murderin' niggas you want doe, servin' you niggas
Stay on fifth, swervin' on niggas
You know wheather we ride or we die we gonna get doe