Luyện nghe bài hát Homie

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

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 they knowin' us
for them 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 then you the
If you got bail, you the homie
If you not stale, then you the
Grew up criminals, scandalous
Rockin' Chanel, then you the
I got me a Birkin like I'm a
These niggas they tellin', they

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 an angel?
yeah, turn him to an angel
Don't around with the anger
You know everybody having
If a pussy nigga with me
Swear to god Kirk Franklin can't him
I can get you whacked easy
You are not a Power Ranger, you a
Pussy nigga no danger
bitch with me, she'll spank ya
Swear to god all I do is point one finger
She'll close 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, I got ties
I want chicken 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 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 fifteen and ever since then I been up
Player, oh you the
If you did time then you the
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 they tellin', counterfeit

You was the plug, you the homie
You never tell, then you the
You it's nothin' but shooter on me
Them niggas and never movin' on me
I a Mac in the Louis bag
Look like I got the on me
I'ma get back at stupid ass
We gon' whack you to better the 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 this dick and on me
I'ma cut her a 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 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 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 drankin' Robituss'
I had a at fifteen and ever since then I been growin' up
Player, oh you the
If you did time then you the
If you got bail, then you the
If you not stale, then you the
Grew up with criminals,
Rockin' Chanel, you the bitch
I got me a like I'm a bitch
These niggas they tellin', counterfeit

Yeah, I got a motherfucking ten thousand dollar toe on, know what I'm sayin'?
With some Giuseppe sandals on, bitch
Know what I'm sayin', with my tattoos on my toes too, by the way, know I'm sayin'?
Yeah, and I got cheese on me, all hundreds
cheese, no ranch
How you dig that, know I'm sayin'
Yeah I dig that with a golden shovel on level
With a out AP times a Rollie bezel
It's YSL shit
You gotta stay ready to keep from gettin' ready, you what I'm sayin'?
Yeah man, the bread ready, call yo I'ma take it