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

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

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