Luyện nghe bài hát For My

Now on the scale of one to ten, I rated, a 12 (right!)
You know and these cats hate it
I got nuttin' outdated, if it is it's
S-class wit everything
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 bitches my back

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

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

I'm doing one for my niggas
Who be it tight
Only lovin' dime bitches fuck on the first night
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 kitten
And she ain't a nine or betta, my niggas I'm splitin'
Get a hop in the Jag and fled
Pumpin' Nore number six, "bitch me some head"
And for you niggas out there who be jacking the
Got a new group for ya, Ross and the Clipse
And the hip I shoot, if you wanna get loot
Bout ta ya the truth
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
is for my bitches
Wit the style and
Who ain't nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin face

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 ain't no nigga
Came up out Holly Grove dungeon nigga
Flame up and toast let it get sparkin' up in
You don't make out alive very often up in
I'mma on behalf of the C.M.B. partna
I'm a sweep off ya air if its any partna
I off a bag of the dilly-D partna
Slip me on a hit the Benz wit three choppers
partna

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

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

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

I'm this one for my niggas