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 blunt and a three pound, plenty of
So ya homies got somethin' to pour that's that old school
I ain't to put you under the floor

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If your son worth shit niggas'll smuggle your daughter
I come through in a porshe the same as water
I got weight, what you I can cover the order
They call me boss when I the border

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

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

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

Look at the world a niggas eyes
Don't be a bitch, you gonna and die
Rivin' in the sky, but no love when you by
I to god that we make it to heaven
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 niggas alive they should be tellin' you somethin'
You ain't hear holiday, he ain't tellin' you nothin'
You cocksucker

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

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