Luyện nghe bài hát I'ma Thug

YG]
If looking for me, nigga, come get me
Ink the label, yeah, they're my niggas
You know she keep her done, her weave spiffy
Take it to the and get jiggy
Nigga, I'm a thug, the cops and judge
1: YG]
Fresh off the block, I got
Talking bout colors, well I got
The last I dated, that bitch got hurt
Put on something -- nigga, that's on my turf
Riding in the whip, ri-riding in the
And if she ain't fucking, she flying off a cliff
Nigga never sleep, never eat shrimp
She heard a nigga faithful -- bitch, a myth
I'm bout to bring the back, bout to bring the coast back
I be burning bread, yep, nigga go and that
Taking bitches, better get your bitch Lojacked
Like a condom wrapper, nigga, get ass tore back
One twenty on the dash, no belt
So motherfucking high, a need help
Money over broke bitches, yeah a nigga mean
That head was so good, a nigga felt it in his

[Verse 2: Mill]
Glock 40, posted, and I like a cornerback
Middle of the summer, I be out there where the at
Started with a eight-ball, then I bought a quarter
Put a on your head, nigga, I could order that
two time felon
Y'all niggas telling, fuck we crack your melon
All this kush I be inhaling, y'all niggas be
Bad bitch with me, buying shoes like
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, I be rolling
In this Panamera, whip that bitch like it was
Prezzie on my wrist, racks all going
And my all frozen; little nigga, I be holding, bitch

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