Luyện nghe bài hát Homie

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

I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I don't pour 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 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
Grew up with criminals,
Rockin' Chanel, you the bitch
I got me a Birkin I'm a bitch
These niggas tellin', they counterfeit

Put that fuckboy on the
In the sea with some strapped to his ankles
nigga, try me at any angle
I'ma shoot him and turn him an angel
Boy, you gon' him into an angel?
Fuck yeah, turn him to an
Don't come around the anger
You know everybody having
If a nigga play with me
Swear to god Franklin can't save him
I can get you real easy
You are not a Power Ranger, you a
nigga you're no danger
Gangster bitch with me, she'll ya
to god all I gotta do is point one finger
She'll range ya, hah
'Tussin', nigga 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, I got ties
I want chicken wings on the
You got higher dreams you fly
Until then you're 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 and the bitches they knowin' us
This for them niggas that hated on me and they drankin' 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 Birkin like I'm a
These niggas they tellin', they

You was the plug, then you the
You never tell, then you the
You know nothin' but shooter on me
niggas know and never movin' on me
I keep a Mac in the bag
Look I got the computers on me
I'ma get at your stupid ass
We gon' you to better the sooner homie
I be fucking Wednesday crush
I'm with bitch and she droolin' on me
All of that shit be up
I'm poppin' and they makin' more 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' be used to money
Just like Jay and Bey daughter I the money nigga, woah

I took the bales out in the rainy
a eight passeng' jet, this is not propeller
I'm a big dawg, got my dawgs 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 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 they that Robituss'
I had a baby at fifteen and ever since then I been up
Player, oh you the
If you did then you the homie
If you got bail, then you the
If you not stale, you the homie
Grew up criminals, scandalous
Rockin' Chanel, you the bitch
I got me a Birkin I'm a bitch
These they tellin', they counterfeit

Yeah, I got a motherfucking ten thousand dollar toe ring on, know what I'm
some motherfucking Giuseppe sandals on, bitch
Know what I'm sayin', with my tattoos on my 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
I dig that with a golden shovel on another level
With a iced out AP times a Rollie
It's YSL slime
You gotta stay ready to keep from ready, you understand what I'm sayin'?
Yeah man, when the ready, call yo I'ma take it