Luyện nghe bài hát My Homie

Yeah, yeah!
Girl, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Come on! Just fuck off!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!

What's a real nigga
weed and bitches
Hanging with
it wasn't my intention

1:]
I know I knew him for years
Who would think his gums soft?
To all my I would die for
Load my up go out and war for
Spend my last you your half we all poor
No way to go I'll walk you through my door
My do the same see when we was younger You were my mane
Nigga I figure you would be on that stand
Puttin my life up in you pointin your finger like daaaaamn
For really though? We was just sling oxy a year ago
You knew my sister tho cousins and my uncle Joe
Cause you hit my dro see my nigga a ho remember those cheerios
turtles on my grandmas floor I'm liike fo sho donatello
Catch you on the rebound you bound to

The skies up inhale it slow keep yo mouth bet he won't tell no mo

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What's a real nigga
Money weed and
Hanging snitches
it wasn't my intention

2:]
Started the bottom ended up at the top
Heard you was in some trouble I unretired my
Did what I did who knew you was the cops
Talkin all on the to your homies about a plots
Got me up in the box that you was my nigga
Ya got your sentence reduced cause you told that I pulled the trigger
And I was out for you
Tried to show him how we do
Put all my shit now I'm through
Figured that I keep it crippy
This what this nigga get me
Locked up for a century
you get chances of a Bentley
Fuck my old bitches while I my d! ck plenty
My shootin itchy but I hope somebody get him
But not shit I ain't sweatin it
got me hot better get his ass popped
Can't get over how we was as leather
Man we did everything
Fucked our bitches earned our first cheddar
the first nigga was down for whatever
And I'll blast forever if we had too
But it's all

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What's a real addiction?
Money and bitches
Hangin snitches
Shit it wasn't my