Luyện nghe bài hát For My

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I got nuttin' outdated, if it is upgraded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

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

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

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' number six, "bitch give me some head"
And for you niggas out there who be the wrist
Got a new for ya, Nina Ross and the Clipse
And from the hip I shoot, if you wanna get
Bout ta ya the truth
I'm focused I'm born in the Lou'

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

I ain't no nigga
Came up out that Holly Grove nigga
Flame up and 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 off ya air if its any beef partna
I skeet off a bag of the dilly-D
Slip me on a hit the Benz wit three choppers
Weezy-wez

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

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

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

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

I'm this one for my niggas