Luyện nghe bài hát Homie

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

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 drankin' that Robituss'
I had a baby at fifteen and ever since 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, then you the
Grew up with criminals,
Chanel, then you the bitch
I got me a like I'm a bitch
niggas they tellin', they counterfeit

Put that fuckboy on the
In the sea some tons strapped to his ankles
nigga, try me at any angle
I'ma him and turn him into an angel
Boy, you turn him into an angel?
yeah, turn him to an angel
Don't come with the anger
You know everybody bangers
If a nigga play with me
Swear to god Kirk Franklin 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 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, baby I got
I want chicken wings on the
You got higher when you fly
Until then you're near 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 the club and the bitches they knowin' us
This for them niggas that hated on me and they that Robituss'
I had a at fifteen and ever since then I been 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
Grew up with criminals,
Chanel, then you the bitch
I got me a like I'm a bitch
These niggas they tellin', they

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

I took the bales out in the weather
This a eight passeng' jet, is not propeller
I'm a big dawg, got my with me, German 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 of Ace and I popped it and I don't even pour it up
We up foreign, we walk through the club 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 ever since then I been up
Player, oh you the
If you did then 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 I'm a bitch
niggas they tellin', they counterfeit

Yeah, I got a motherfucking ten thousand dollar toe ring on, what I'm sayin'?
With some motherfucking Giuseppe sandals on,
Know what I'm sayin', with my tattoos on my toes too, by the way, know what I'm
Yeah, and I got cheese on me, all hundreds
Blue cheese, no
How you dig that, know I'm sayin'
Yeah I dig that a golden shovel on another level
a iced out AP times a Rollie bezel
It's YSL slime
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