Luyện nghe bài hát For My

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I got nuttin' outdated, if it is it's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

I represent street niggas
When they get hot, the heat niggas
Them niggas off they feet niggas
You on the edge, fleet nigga
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
yours cock a nigga mind poppin'
Walk you house wit my iron now when

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

I'm doing this one for my
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' nuttin' talkin' but the face

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

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

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

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

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

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 hearin' talkin' but the Benjamin face

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

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

I'm this one for my niggas