Luyện nghe bài hát Homie

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

I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I 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 ever since then I been up
Player, oh you the
If you did time then you the
If you got bail, then you the
If you not stale, you the homie
up with criminals, scandalous
Rockin' Chanel, then you the
I got me a Birkin I'm a bitch
niggas they 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 into an
Fuck yeah, him to an angel
Don't come with the anger
You everybody having bangers
If a pussy nigga with me
Swear to god Kirk can't save him
I can get you whacked easy
You are not a Power Ranger, you a
Pussy nigga you're no
bitch with me, she'll spank ya
Swear to god all I do is point one finger
close range ya, hah
Drinkin' 'Tussin', slow it down
RIP to Troupe, it out
You want me but I can't ever die
They livin' false, but I can lie
Mob baby, baby I got
I want chicken on the side
You got higher when you fly
Until you're never near the sky

I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I even pour it up
We pullin' up foreign, we walk through the club and the bitches knowin' us
This for them niggas that hated on me and 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, you the homie
up with criminals, scandalous
Rockin' Chanel, you the bitch
I got me a Birkin I'm a bitch
These niggas they tellin', they

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

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

I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I even pour it up
We pullin' up foreign, we walk 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 been 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,
Rockin' Chanel, then you the
I got me a Birkin like I'm a
These niggas they tellin', counterfeit

Yeah, I got a motherfucking ten thousand dollar toe ring on, what I'm sayin'?
some motherfucking Giuseppe 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 blue on me, all hundreds
cheese, no ranch
How you dig that, know what I'm
Yeah I dig that with a shovel on another level
With a iced out AP a Rollie bezel
It's YSL slime
You gotta ready to keep from gettin' ready, you understand what I'm sayin'?
Yeah man, the bread ready, call yo I'ma take it