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 I'm sayin' nigga?
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 club and the bitches they 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 then 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 Birkin I'm a bitch
niggas they tellin', they counterfeit

Put that on the newspaper
In the sea with some tons to his ankles
nigga, try me at any angle
I'ma shoot him and him into an angel
Boy, you turn him into an angel?
Fuck yeah, him to an angel
Don't come around with the
You know everybody bangers
If a pussy nigga play me
Swear to god Kirk Franklin save him
I can get you whacked real
You are not a Power Ranger, you a
Pussy nigga you're no
Gangster bitch me, she'll spank 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 me dead but I can't ever die
livin' false, but I can never lie
Mob baby, baby I got
I chicken wings on the side
You got dreams when you fly
Until then you're never the sky

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 and the bitches they knowin' us
This for them niggas that hated on me and they that Robituss'
I had a baby at and ever since then I been growin' 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
up with criminals, scandalous
Rockin' Chanel, then you the
I got me a Birkin I'm a bitch
These they tellin', they counterfeit

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

I the bales out in the rainy weather
This a passeng' jet, this is not propeller
I'm a big dawg, got my dawgs with me, 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 pullin' up foreign, we through the club and the bitches they knowin' us
for them niggas that hated on me and they drankin' that Robituss'
I had a baby at fifteen and ever since 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, 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

Yeah, I got a ten thousand dollar toe ring on, know what I'm sayin'?
With some 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 cheese on me, all
Blue cheese, no
How you dig that, what I'm sayin'
I dig that with a golden shovel on another level
With a iced out AP times a Rollie
It's YSL shit
You gotta stay to keep from gettin' ready, you understand what I'm sayin'?
Yeah man, when the ready, call yo I'ma take it