Luyện nghe bài hát My Nigga

I'm talkin bout puttin on, out
in my ma's house
Front you with work
(I done front a work)
You say you that head up
But we fight fair brah
Catch you slippin' from your backside, knock you out
Ace gone stomp you out, then gone stomp you out
(Has ever see you with a busted eye and busted mouth)
Nine milli pokin' out, 4 pokin' out
Death Row days you what this West Coast about

I'd die for my nigga
Jump in front a bullet for my motherfuckin'
On the I'd lie for my motherfuckin' nigga
Rob a bank, I'd drive for my nigga
Real talk, I don't really fuck with too niggas
'Cause niggas drop a on you like a couple nickels
I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' tickle
Drivin' somethin' that you ain't, top off, a nipple
And I put a ho before my bro
beef over no ho
And my niggas sellin' keys if you can't open door
Hope you ride for my motherfuckin'
it rains it pours, it's dry for my motherfuckin' niggas
I for my motherfuckin' niggas
Vice versa, red from the kush I blew
person, got my middle finger on the trigger
With my finger to you niggas
I swear it's all y'all niggas
Except my

I said that I'mma ride for my niggas
Most I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin outside all day my niggas
And I ain't goin' in unless I'm with my
My nigga, my
My nigga, my nigga (My niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my

I done spent a million on my muthafuckin niggas
You can me out Chicago with them muthafuckin hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will bring the
And when we on that lean, we ain't fuckin with the
I'm a buy a hundred bottles just to it to the bitches
She can like it on my
'Cause she see the way I ball, how my wrist and be lit up
Catch you at the red light, em screamin "can't get up"
Same nigga from the bottom ain't a thing change
Catch me out in Collins screamin "money a thang"
And red Mulsanne, lookin like I claim blood
And if homie ain't my than I know it ain't love
out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my nigga
'Cause I in the field life on the line with him
And if it's good, why I prolly die with em
'Cause when I need the choppers, I tell Tock hit em

I said that ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my on the trigger
I've been grindin all day with my niggas
And I ain't in unless I'm with my niggas
My nigga, my
My nigga, my (My muthafucking niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my

I just got 250 thousand dollars for a verse,
I don't know, is it me or it's your thirst,
You ain't got no joints
Like a injured Chris Paul, you got no point
I just come through with a bossy bitches
get money too, they some "don't cross me" bitches
Flossy bitches, Sergio Rossi,
And if we at the game then it's seat, bitches!
I for my bitches
I'm so fuckin' rich I cop rides for my
Dollar menu apple pies otha bitches
I drop a and get a rise outta bitches
Bitches, my
I need a nigga with different strokes, Todd Bridges
Shout out to my main bitches, and my bitches
Need a nigga with good neck, ostriches
My

I said I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been outside all day with my niggas
And I ain't goin' in unless I'm my niggas
My nigga, my
My nigga, my nigga (My niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my