Luyện nghe bài hát My Nigga

I'm talkin bout puttin on, out
Glocks in my house
you with that work
(I front a nigga's work)
You say you want that up
But we don't fight fair
Catch you slippin' your backside, then knock you out
Ace gone stomp you out, Buddah gone stomp you out
(Has ever see you with a busted eye and busted mouth)
milli pokin' out, 4 Fizzy pokin' out
Death Row show you what this West Coast about

I'd die for my nigga
in front a bullet for my motherfuckin' nigga
On the stand I'd lie for my motherfuckin'
Rob a bank, I'd for my motherfuckin' nigga
Real talk, I don't really fuck too many niggas
'Cause drop a dime on you like a couple nickels
I be laughin' to the like the fuckin' money tickle
somethin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple
And I put a ho before my bro
Don't over no ho
And my niggas sellin' keys if you can't open your
Hope you ride for my niggas
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
my little finger to you niggas
I swear it's fuck all niggas
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 all day with my niggas
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 dollars on my niggas
You can me out Chicago with them muthafuckin hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will the trigger
And when we on lean, we ain't fuckin with the liquor
I'm a buy a hundred 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
you at the red light, have em screamin "can't get up"
Same nigga from the ain't a damn thing change
Catch me out in screamin "money ain't a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, lookin like I blood
And if homie ain't my homie than I know it ain't
out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my nigga
'Cause I been in the field life on the line him
And if really good, why I prolly die with em
'Cause when I need the choppers, I just tell hit em

I said that I'mma ride for my niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the
I've grindin outside all day with 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

I just got 250 dollars for a verse, nigga
I know, is it me or it's your thirst, nigga?
You niggas ain't got no
Like a injured Chris Paul, you ain't got no
I just come through with a couple bossy
They get too, they some "don't cross me" bitches
Flossy bitches, Sergio Rossi,
And if we at the game then floor seat, bitches!
I for my bitches
I'm so fuckin' rich I cop 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
out to my main bitches, and my side bitches
Need a nigga some good neck, ostriches
My

I said that ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most I'mma die with my finger 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