Luyện nghe bài hát My Man

[Intro: Ross]
Creepin through the block, Im for my man
Niggas do me, they heard Im the man
Niggas selling work, for them benefits
Early worm, Im talking and grits

[Verse 1: Ross]
On the corner, out a jug of lemonade
Im not a rapper pussy nigga, Is a
I put the in the backseat of them rental plates
We money in the club like we the NBA
I got some hos and them bitches down to a fade
I got some Zos and them movin two-a-day

Creepin through the block, Im for my man
Niggas do me, they heard Im the man
Niggas selling work, thats for them
worm, Im talking shrimp and grits
Creepin through the block, Im for my man
Niggas wanna do me, they Im the man
Niggas work, thats for them benefits
Early worm, Im shrimp and grits

[Verse 2: Ross]
Im switchin with my nigga, do that twice a day
We livin large, knowing one day we may away
My nigga started having when he caught his case
he caught his bitch cheatin, right on fathers day
Its a dirty game and sometimes nigga wash your
Haters all they got to see
Bang Bang, where he lay at bitches, he stay
It make no difference if you call them right away
Creepin through the block, Im for my man
Tryin to show you how they do your for twenty grand
Youre throwin signs that Im from that shits irrelevant
For them a bitch will get

[Verse 3: Mill]
I say creepin through the block Im for my man
He just came home, he did a dime, and he didnt take the
on my nigga, give him fifty
Fresh off the jet, straight to my hood, and put it in his hand, up
These aint bout that life
stones when I that ice
Baking soda I rock that white
Im counting racks that pie hit ice
Got the low, I cant top price
But I bet they tell you that hit right
No rap or hip hop tonight, just white boy and her tonight
Rollie all my niggas
If I heard him telling, when I see him I him
Richest round here
When they speak they say Im
Mac-11, loaded, knock a nigga out whoa!

[Verse 4: Fresh]
Rockie in this bitch, some great news
Yeah I made you a lot but I rock truce
I give a dope dick and some dope shoes
She know if she fuckin with the team, she cant lose
MG do it for the family
Drivin through the Chi, top like its Miami
I need a dollars and about 9 Grammys
And my flow heating up, I make these think they tanin
Yeah I know the hustle, so, who you you scammin
And if a nigga would, my team going campin
we heat em up, then we burn aloud
Got these hatin, but I bet my momma proud
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