Luyện nghe bài hát My Lil Grimey Nigga

[feat.

x2: Stresmatic]
My lil grimey nigga, he rap or nothin
The one in front of the club in the that be bustin
He love nothin, his pockets on slim
So when you go outside you better out for him

1: E-40]
When my lil nigga come around fools get nervous
Cause he I'll and sick as the fuck, smirkish, heartless and
His daddy don't claim him even though he just like him
His mama been on ever since 1990
In and out of foster homes, YA, juvy, still reformed
They say the doctor him on his head when he was born
My lil grimey nigga maney, janky like tricked
Never to church in his life, no conscience, put you on ice
Pack a gun and a knife, aim it at your brain
Lookin like a plate, tuck it or you gon' get for your chain
Him and his partners mannish body mean in the hood
with an AK-47, pistol, handgun, assault weapon
I be tryina tell my lil grimey, "Slow down! " But he ain't
Lil hardheaded, look forward to goin to prison
care if he make it to 25, he ain't trippin
Fifi, belushi, and pill, and chacha sniffin

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My lil be lurkin and prowlin in the wee hours of the night
With the man and his...
Lookin to heads or cross paths with anybody that he got a problem with
Lurkin at the gas on some old floop shit
Trained and to go, about his dough
A hitter, not a barber but carry a clipper
Got hella next of kin cousins and up out the Rich
El and Hercules teach him taught him how to fish
My lil nigga, all the time right behind me nigga
On the block with the Glock where you can find me
They didn't see his face, but everybody knew his
knew his name, silhouette his body frame
I wonder set he claim? For the money, fuck the fame
Do he it rain? Hell nah, he gangbang (BITCH)
My lil grimey nigga, keep a dumper in his motor
Set to set robbin niggas, a floater

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