Luyện nghe bài hát My Nigga

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

I'd die for my nigga
Jump in 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 with too many
'Cause drop a dime on you like a couple nickels
I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' money
Drivin' somethin' that you ain't, top off, a nipple
And I never put a ho my bro
Don't over no ho
And my niggas sellin' keys if you open your door
Hope you ride for my motherfuckin'
When it rains it pours, it's dry for my motherfuckin'
I for my motherfuckin' niggas
Vice versa, red from the kush I blew
White person, got my finger on the trigger
my little finger to you niggas
I swear it's all y'all niggas
my niggas

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 with my
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 done a million dollars on my muthafuckin niggas
You can catch me out Chicago with them hittas
in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will bring the trigger
And when we on lean, we ain't fuckin with the liquor
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 and that be lit up
you at the red light, have em screamin "can't get up"
Same from the bottom ain't a damn thing change
Catch me out in Collins "money ain't a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, like I claim blood
And if ain't my homie 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 really good, why I die with em
'Cause when I need the choppers, I just tell hit em

I said that I'mma 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 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 just got 250 thousand dollars for a verse,
I know, is it me or it's your thirst, nigga?
You niggas ain't got no
Like a Chris Paul, you ain't got no point
I just come with a couple bossy bitches
They get too, they some "don't cross me" bitches
bitches, Sergio Rossi, bitches
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 menu apple pies otha bitches
I a freestyle 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
a nigga with some good neck, ostriches
My

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