Luyện nghe bài hát Homie

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

I got a bottle of Ace and I it and I don't even 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 they that Robituss'
I had a baby at and ever since then 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, you the homie
Grew up criminals, scandalous
Rockin' Chanel, then you the
I got me a Birkin I'm a bitch
These niggas they tellin', they

Put fuckboy on the newspaper
In the sea with some tons to his ankles
nigga, try me at any angle
I'ma shoot him and turn him into an
Boy, you gon' turn him into an
Fuck yeah, turn him to an
Don't come with the anger
You know everybody bangers
If a pussy nigga with me
Swear to god Kirk Franklin can't him
I can get you whacked real
You are not a Ranger, you a stranger
Pussy nigga no danger
Gangster bitch with me, spank ya
Swear to god all I do is point one finger
She'll range ya, hah
Drinkin' 'Tussin', slow it down
RIP to Troupe, it out
You want me dead but I can't 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
Until then never near the sky

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

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

I took the bales out in the rainy
This a eight passeng' jet, is not propeller
I'm a big dawg, got my with me, German Sheppard, uh
I'm rich, kid, but I'm so ready to Bobby, Whitney
Can't let you go outside, I just let you dig it

I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I don't even it up
We pullin' up foreign, we walk through the club and the bitches knowin' us
This for them 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, you the homie
If you not stale, you the homie
Grew up with criminals,
Chanel, then you the bitch
I got me a Birkin I'm a bitch
These niggas tellin', they counterfeit

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