Luyện nghe bài hát My Enemies

They my enemies dressed in my clothes
Ridin' I don't know
They my enemies dressed in my clothes
Smile in my face but pop shit behind

I wake up knowin' I'm bout to see 'em all in my
Like wat up? These all over the place
I'm fed up homie I'm angry and I need me my
And good luck with all thinkin' you gonna take my place

So a lotta in this club popin' bub that's phony
Actin' like they got nothin' but for the homie
Straight two face, they like them niggas at
Now ain't you the mayor? I'm the one and

For the longest me and my niggas been
town like a storm
And now you gotta see me and arm to arm
One day you get it, keep tryin' nigga
Ya right you ballin', keep nigga

I know a llot a ballers, half of 'em me
bitch you must ain't see my moms lately
Be damned if you like me, give a fuck what you me
I only two words the nigga thats payin' me

Now we fin stop talkin' shit J.D
'Cuz he been this shit since yall was babies
How you goin' try to me?
ain't my friends think I ain't crazy

My enemies dressed in my friends
Ridin' thinkin' I don't
my enemies dressed in my friends clothes
Smile in my face but pop shit behind

They my enemies in my friends clothes
Ridin' I don't know
They my dressed in my friends clothes
Smile in my face but pop behind doors

I up knowin' I'm 'bout to see'em all in my face
Like wat up? These muthafuckers all over the
I'm fed up I'm angry and I need me my space
And good luck with all that thinkin' you gonna take my

Now chicka chill till the moment I lose mine
And I lose mine gun stores gonna lose nines
I thought you knew Kwon keep eight on the line
I'm from the Lou, Kwon flip ace to waste
I it for nigga so you don't feel my shit

She a whore I don't her you can kill my bitch
You war what for I peel this bitch
Body lifted, nothin' with it I don't this shit
You my enemy dressed in my clothes
But when a shoot out
You do better than Shaq do with throws

A bunch of niggas trippin' got the game wrong
A bunch of niggas like me who bumpin' the same song
I'm evil, why you thinkin' you take my spot?
Waitin' my album drop, quit thinkin' you Pac
And you hardcore and you knowin' you pop
And you sayin' you a realer you knowin' you not

They my dressed in my friends clothes
Ridin' thinkin' I don't
my enemies dressed in my friends clothes
Smile in my but pop shit behind doors

my enemies dressed in my friends clothes
Ridin' thinkin' I know
They my enemies dressed in my friends
Smile in my face but pop behind doors

I wake up knowin' I'm bout to see 'em all in my
Like wat up? These all over the place
I'm fed up I'm angry and I need me my space
And good luck with all that thinkin' you gonna my place
my enemies