Luyện nghe bài hát For My

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I got outdated, if it is it's upgraded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

I represent street niggas
they get hot, carry the heat niggas
Them niggas off they feet niggas
You livin' on the edge, fleet
That's why my we do or die and roll deep nigga
nothing sweet nigga, recognize the bloody clothes
Ready to the Grove wit two calicoes
I carry 4's in my side
yours cock a nigga mind poppin'
Walk through you house wit my iron now

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

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

I ain't bullshittin' I trick 'em and run up in kitten
And she ain't a nine or betta, my niggas then I'm
Get a code-red hop in the Jag and
Pumpin' Nore number six, "bitch me some head"
And for you niggas out there who be jacking the
Got a new group for ya, Nina Ross and the
And the hip I shoot, if you wanna get loot
ta tell ya the truth
I'm more focused I'm born in the

I'm doing this one for my
Who be it tight
Only lovin' dime that fuck on the first night
is for my bitches
Wit the style and
Who hearin' nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin face

I'm this one for my niggas
Who be it tight
Only lovin' dime bitches 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 no nigga
Came up out that Holly Grove dungeon
up and toast let it get sparkin' up in here
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 dilly-D
Slip me on a mask hit the Benz wit three
partna

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

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 and grace
Who ain't hearin' talkin' but the Benjamin face

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

I'm doing this one for my