Luyện nghe bài hát My Nigga

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

I'd die for my motherfuckin'
in front a bullet for my motherfuckin' nigga
On the stand I'd lie for my motherfuckin'
Rob a bank, I'd drive for my nigga
talk, I don't really fuck with too many niggas
'Cause niggas drop a on you like a couple nickels
I be laughin' to the bank the fuckin' money tickle
Drivin' somethin' that you ain't, top off, suck a
And I never put a ho my bro
Don't over no ho
And my sellin' keys if you can't open your 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, eyes red the kush I blew
White person, got my middle finger on the
With my little to you niggas
I swear it's fuck all y'all
my niggas

I said I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my on the trigger
I've been grindin outside all day with my
And I ain't goin' in 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 done spent a million on my muthafuckin niggas
You can catch me out Chicago them muthafuckin hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk bring the trigger
And when we on that lean, we ain't with the liquor
I'm a buy a bottles just to give it to the bitches
She can it on my bitches
'Cause she see the way I ball, how my and that be lit up
Catch you at the red light, em screamin "can't get up"
Same nigga the bottom ain't a damn thing change
Catch me out in Collins screamin "money a thang"
And red Mulsanne, lookin like I claim blood
And if ain't my homie than I know it ain't love
Screamin out "4 Hunnid," YG my nigga
'Cause I been in the field life on the with him
And if it's really good, why I die with em
'Cause I need the choppers, I just tell Tock hit em

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

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

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