Luyện nghe bài hát My Homie

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

What's a real nigga
weed and bitches
Hanging snitches
Shit it wasn't my

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I didn't know I him for years
Who would his gums were soft?
To all my I would die for
my pistol up go out and war for
Spend my you keep your half we all poor
No way to go I'll you through my front door
My do the same see when we was younger You were my mane
Nigga I wouldn't figure you be on that stand
Puttin my up in you hands pointin your finger like daaaaamn
For really We was just sling oxy like 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
Ninja on my grandmas floor I'm liike fo sho donatello
you on the rebound you bound to drizzound

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

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

2:]
Started the bottom ended up at the top
Heard you was in some trouble I my Glock
Did what I did who woulda knew you was the
Talkin all on the phone to your homies a plots
Got me up in the box thought that you was my
Ya got your sentence reduced cause you them that I pulled the trigger
And I was out for you
Tried to him just how we do
Put all my shit now I'm through
Figured that I would it crippy
This what this real 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 probably not I ain't sweatin it
Cause got me hot better get his ass
Can't get over how we was as leather
Man we did everything
Fucked our first bitches our first cheddar
Robbed the first nigga was for whatever
And I'll blast forever if we had too
But all cool

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What's a nigga addiction?
Money and bitches
with snitches
Shit it my intention