Luyện nghe bài hát My Nigga

I'm talkin puttin on, ridin out
Glocks in my ma's
Front you that work
(I front a nigga's work)
You say you that head up
But we don't fight brah
Catch you slippin' from your backside, then you out
Ace gone stomp you out, then Buddah stomp you out
(Has momma ever see you with a busted eye and mouth)
Nine milli pokin' out, 4 pokin' out
Death Row days you what this West Coast about

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

I said I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' 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 dollars on my muthafuckin
You can me out Chicago with them muthafuckin hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will the trigger
And when we on that lean, we ain't fuckin the liquor
I'm a buy a hundred bottles just to give it to the
She can like it on my
she see the way I ball, how my wrist and that be lit up
Catch you at the red light, have em "can't get up"
Same nigga from the ain't a damn thing change
Catch me out in Collins "money ain't a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, lookin like I blood
And if ain't my homie than I know it ain't love
Screamin out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my
'Cause I been in the field on the line with him
And if it's good, why I prolly die with em
'Cause when I need the choppers, I just Tock hit em

I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin'
likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin outside all day with my
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

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

I said that I'mma for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin outside all day my niggas
And I goin' 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