Luyện nghe bài hát Homie

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

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 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 criminals, scandalous
Chanel, then you the bitch
I got me a Birkin I'm a bitch
These niggas they tellin', they

Put fuckboy on the newspaper
In the sea with some tons strapped to his
Fuck nigga, try me at any
shoot him and turn 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 with me
Swear to god Kirk can't save him
I can get you whacked easy
You are not a Power Ranger, you a
Pussy nigga you're no
Gangster bitch with me, she'll ya
Swear to god all I gotta do is 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 false, but I can never lie
Mob baby, baby I got
I want chicken on the side
You got higher when you fly
Until then never 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 through the club and the bitches they knowin' us
This for them niggas that on me and they drankin' that 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, 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', they

You was the plug, then you the
You never tell, you the homie
You know nothin' 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
get back at your stupid ass
We gon' whack you to the sooner homie
I be fucking your Wednesday
I'm with that and she droolin' 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 lil' bitches be used to
Just like Jay and Bey daughter I blew the nigga, woah

I the bales out in the rainy weather
a eight passeng' jet, this is not propeller
I'm a big dawg, got my dawgs with me, Sheppard, uh
I'm rich, kid, but I'm so ready to Bobby, Whitney
Can't let you go outside, I cannot let you dig it

I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I even pour it up
We pullin' up foreign, we through the club and the bitches they knowin' us
This for them niggas that hated on me and they drankin' that
I had a baby at fifteen and ever 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,
Rockin' Chanel, you the bitch
I got me a Birkin like I'm a
These niggas they tellin', they

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