Luyện nghe bài hát Homie

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

I got a of Ace and I popped 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 niggas that hated 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, then you the
If you not stale, you the homie
Grew up criminals, scandalous
Rockin' Chanel, then you the
I got me a Birkin like I'm a
These niggas they tellin', counterfeit

Put fuckboy on the newspaper
In the sea with some strapped to his ankles
nigga, try me at any angle
I'ma shoot him and turn him into an
Boy, you turn him into an angel?
yeah, turn him to an angel
Don't come with the anger
You know having bangers
If a pussy nigga with me
to god Kirk Franklin can't save him
I can get you real easy
You are not a Ranger, you a stranger
Pussy you're no danger
bitch with me, she'll spank ya
Swear to god all I gotta do is point one
She'll range ya, hah
Drinkin' 'Tussin', nigga it down
RIP to Troupe, it out
You want me dead but I ever die
They livin' false, but I can lie
Mob baby, I got ties
I chicken wings on the side
You got dreams when you fly
Until then you're never the sky

I got a of Ace and I popped it and I don't even pour it up
We pullin' up foreign, we walk through the and the bitches they knowin' us
This for them niggas that hated on me and they 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, then you the
If you not stale, then you the
up with criminals, scandalous
Rockin' Chanel, then you the
I got me a like I'm a bitch
These they tellin', they counterfeit

You was the plug, then you the
You never tell, then you the
You know it's 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 back at stupid ass
We gon' whack you to better the homie
I be fucking your crush
I'm with that bitch and she on me
All of shit be made up
I'm poppin' and they makin' rumours on me
She gon' jump on this 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 money nigga,

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

I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I even 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 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, then you the
up with criminals, scandalous
Rockin' Chanel, then you the
I got me a Birkin like I'm a
niggas they tellin', they counterfeit

Yeah, I got a motherfucking ten thousand dollar toe ring on, know I'm sayin'?
With motherfucking Giuseppe sandals on, bitch
Know I'm sayin', with my tattoos on my toes too, by the way, know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, and I got blue 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 slime
You gotta stay ready to keep from gettin' ready, you what I'm sayin'?
Yeah man, when the ready, call yo I'ma take it