Luyện nghe bài hát Homie

Uh
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DJ Carnage Thugger, you know what I'm sayin'?
Thugger times DJ Carnage, you what I'm sayin'?
You know what I'm nigga?
Ya Ya dig?

I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I don't pour it up
We pullin' up foreign, we through the club and the bitches they knowin' us
This for them niggas that hated on me and drankin' that Robituss'
I had a baby at fifteen and ever since I been growin' up
Player, oh you the
If you did time you the homie
If you got bail, you the homie
If you not stale, then you the
up with criminals, scandalous
Rockin' Chanel, you the bitch
I got me a like I'm a bitch
These niggas tellin', they counterfeit

Put that fuckboy on the
In the sea with some tons strapped to his
nigga, try me at any angle
I'ma shoot him and turn him into an
Boy, you gon' turn him an angel?
yeah, turn him to an angel
Don't around with the anger
You everybody having bangers
If a pussy nigga play me
to god Kirk Franklin can't save him
I can get you whacked real
You are not a Power Ranger, you a
Pussy nigga you're no
Gangster bitch with me, spank ya
Swear to god all I do is point one finger
She'll close ya, hah
Drinkin' 'Tussin', slow it down
RIP to Troupe, it out
You want me dead but I ever die
livin' false, but I can never lie
Mob baby, baby I got
I want chicken on the side
You got dreams when you fly
then you're never near the sky

I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I don't even it up
We pullin' up foreign, we walk the club and the bitches they knowin' us
This for niggas that hated on me and they drankin' that Robituss'
I had a baby at fifteen and ever since then I growin' up
Player, oh you the
If you did time you the homie
If you got bail, then you the
If you not stale, then you the
Grew up criminals, scandalous
Rockin' Chanel, you the bitch
I got me a Birkin like I'm a
These niggas they tellin', they

You was the plug, then you the
You tell, then you the homie
You know nothin' but shooter on me
Them know and never movin' on me
I a Mac in the Louis bag
Look I got the computers on me
get back at your stupid ass
We gon' whack you to better the homie
I be fucking your Wednesday
I'm with bitch and she droolin' on me
All of that be made up
I'm and they makin' more rumours on me
She gon' jump on dick and manuever on me
cut her a check and she gon' do it for me
Even though my lil' bitches be to money
Just like Jay and Bey daughter I blew the nigga, woah

I the bales out in the rainy weather
a eight passeng' jet, this is not propeller
I'm a big dawg, got my dawgs with me, Sheppard, uh
Yeah I'm rich, kid, but I'm so ready to Bobby,
Can't let you go outside, I cannot let you dig it

I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I don't pour it up
We up foreign, we walk through the club and the bitches they knowin' us
This for them niggas that on me and they drankin' that Robituss'
I had a baby at fifteen and ever since then I growin' up
Player, oh you the
If you did time you the homie
If you got bail, you the homie
If you not stale, then you the
Grew up with criminals,
Rockin' Chanel, then you the
I got me a Birkin like I'm a
niggas they tellin', they counterfeit

Yeah, I got a ten thousand dollar toe ring on, know what I'm sayin'?
With some motherfucking sandals on, bitch
Know what I'm sayin', my tattoos on my toes too, by the way, know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, and I got cheese on me, all hundreds
Blue cheese, no
How you dig that, know I'm sayin'
Yeah I dig with a golden shovel on another level
With a iced out AP a Rollie bezel
It's YSL shit
You gotta stay to keep from gettin' ready, you understand what I'm sayin'?
man, when the bread ready, call yo I'ma take it