Luyện nghe bài hát I'ma Thug

YG]
If you're for me, nigga, come get me
Ink the label, yeah, they're my niggas
You know she her nails done, her weave spiffy
Take it to the and get jiggy
Nigga, I'm a thug, with the and judge
1: YG]
Fresh off the block, I got
bout colors, well I got purp
The girl I dated, that bitch got hurt
Put that on -- nigga, that's on my turf
in the whip, ri-riding in the whip
And if she fucking, then she flying off a cliff
Nigga never sleep, nigga never eat
She heard a faithful -- bitch, that's a myth
I'm bout to bring the coast back, bout to the coast back
I be burning bread, yep, go and toast that
Taking niggas' bitches, better get bitch Lojacked
Like a wrapper, nigga, get your ass tore back
One twenty on the dash, no belt
So motherfucking high, a nigga help
Money broke bitches, yeah a nigga mean that
That head was so good, a nigga felt it in his

[Verse 2: Mill]
Glock 40, posted, and I feel like a
Middle of the summer, I be out there where the at
Started with a eight-ball, then I a quarter back
Put a price on your head, nigga, I could order
two time felon
Y'all niggas telling, fuck around we your melon
All kush I be inhaling, y'all niggas be jealous
Bad bitch me, buying shoes like Cinderella
She gon the whole team; I be on lean
Sipping on purp, me, my Dean
Pigeon in the kitchen, fresh off the triple
We get down to that money, no ifs ands are in between
I be rolling, nigga I be
In this Panamera, whip bitch like it was stolen
Prezzie on my wrist, thirty all going
And my neck all frozen; little nigga, I be holding,

3: YG]
I got the shotgun cocked, ready to go
I got your girl on my phone to ho
Y'all know niggas ain't fucking me
Y'all know my nigga on the beat
I got the cocked, right ready to go
I got your girl on my phone to ho
Y'all niggas ain't fucking with me
know my nigga Mustard on the beat