Luyện nghe bài hát My Lil Grimey Nigga

[feat.

x2: Stresmatic]
My lil grimey nigga, he don't rap or
The one in of the club in the hoodie that be bustin
He don't love nothin, his on slim
So when you go outside you better out for him

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

[Chorus x2:

[Verse 2:
My lil grimey be and prowlin in the wee hours of the night
With the man and his...
Lookin to bump or cross paths with anybody that he got a problem with
Lurkin at the gas station on old floop shit
Trained and programed to go, his dough
A hitter, not a but carry a extra clipper
Got hella of kin cousins and uncles 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 me nigga
They didn't see his face, but knew his name
Everybody knew his name, silhouette his frame
I wonder what set he claim? For the money, fuck the
Do he make it rain? Hell nah, he (BITCH)
My lil grimey nigga, a dumper stashed in his motor
Set to set robbin niggas, a floater

x2: Stresmatic]