Luyện nghe bài hát Felony Niggas

Two up mothafucka, two guns up mothafucka

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

I'm tryin' to bang over the clouds
And I heard you say you rich so you get lower than styles
Kill everybody just so noone can smile
Play the streets my whole and I been flowin' a while

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

Twelve 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
we can cook by six and give the whole block a fix
Catch me on T gettin' sixty a

styles, nigga I ain't nothin' but streets
Just as hard as the shit, that be your feet
And the only I front is with a blunt and a beat
To show that I'm nice and they 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, gettin' on niggas
You know whether we ride or we die we gonna get

All I know is drugs and guns and of weed
And that bitch that suck dick and niggas bleed
And if rich 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 in a porshe the same color as water
I got weight, you want I can cover the order
They me boss when I cross the border

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

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

All that mean to me is you can get your gun
Just another bitch
Go to church to get the ghost
I did my dirt and got the ghost

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

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

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

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