Luyện nghe bài hát For My

Now on the of one to ten, I been rated, a 12 (right!)
You know this and cats hate it
I got outdated, if it is it's upgraded
wit everything voice-activated
Chrome rims bladed, factory custom made it
Paid wit big faces; if it's broke replace it
Now it's like that; Haze and Cognac
On the beach in L.A. with dime ridin' my back

I represent street niggas
When get hot, carry the heat niggas
Them sweet niggas off they feet
You livin' on the edge, fleet
That's why my clique we do or die and roll deep
Ain't nothing sweet nigga, recognize the clothes
Ready to the Grove wit two calicoes
I 4's in my side pocket
While yours cock a nigga mind
through you house wit my iron now when

I'm doing this one for my
Who be keepin' it
Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck on the first
is for my bitches
Wit the style and
Who ain't nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin face

I'm this one for my niggas
Who be it tight
Only dime bitches that fuck on the first night
is for my bitches
Wit the style and
Who ain't hearin' nuttin' but the Benjamin face

I ain't bullshittin' I 'em and run up in their kitten
And she a nine or betta, my niggas then I'm splitin'
Get a hop in the Jag and fled
Pumpin' Nore number six, "bitch me some head"
And for you niggas out who be jacking the wrist
Got a new group for ya, Ross and the Clipse
And from the hip I shoot, if you get loot
Bout ta ya the truth
I'm more focused I'm in the Lou'

I'm this one for my niggas
Who be it tight
Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck on the first
is for my bitches
Wit the style and
Who ain't hearin' talkin' but the Benjamin face

I'm this one for my niggas
Who be it tight
Only lovin' bitches that fuck on the first night
is for my bitches
Wit the style and
Who ain't hearin' nuttin' talkin' but the face

I no busta nigga
Came up out that Holly dungeon nigga
Flame up and toast let it get sparkin' up in
You don't make out very often up in here
I'mma speak on of the C.M.B. partna
I'm a sweep off ya air if its any partna
I skeet off a bag of the partna
Slip me on a mask hit the Benz wit choppers
partna

Four karats in my earring, around my knuckle
Six the wrist, check the belt buckle
Leave them wit it like Nelly I didn't know
If you was the Frost why didn't you say so
Somebody shine my nigga why not me
Even my told me floss 7 days a week
Freeza burnt out the piece, Gucci, and hat,
Butter soft leather for trash talkin' freaks

I'm this one for my niggas
Who be keepin' it
Only lovin' dime that fuck on the first night
is for my bitches
Wit the and grace
Who ain't hearin' nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin

I'm doing this one for my
Who be keepin' it
Only lovin' dime bitches that on the first night
This is for my
Wit the style and
Who ain't nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin face

I'm this one for my niggas
Who be it tight
Only lovin' dime bitches that on the first night
This is for my
Wit the style and
Who ain't hearin' nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin

I'm doing this one for my
Who be it tight
Only lovin' dime bitches that on the first night
This is for my
Wit the and grace
Who ain't nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin face

I'm doing one for my niggas