Luyện nghe bài hát My Nigga

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

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

I said that ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
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 (My muthafucking niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my

I done spent a million dollars on my muthafuckin
You can catch me out Chicago them muthafuckin hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk bring the trigger
And when we on lean, we ain't fuckin with 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, em screamin "can't get up"
Same from the bottom ain't a damn thing change
Catch me out in Collins screamin "money a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, 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 been in the life on the line with him
And if it's really good, why I prolly die 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 my finger on the trigger
been grindin outside 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 got 250 thousand dollars for a verse, nigga
I don't know, is it me or it's thirst, nigga?
You niggas ain't got no
Like a Chris Paul, you ain't got no point
I just come through a couple bossy bitches
They get money too, they "don't cross 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 menu fries apple pies otha
I drop a and get a rise outta bitches
Bitches, my
I need a nigga some different strokes, Todd Bridges
Shout out to my bitches, and my side bitches
Need a nigga some good neck, ostriches
My

I said that I'mma for my motherfuckin' niggas
likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
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 (My muthafucking niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my