Luyện nghe bài hát My Nigga

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

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

I that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely 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 (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 muthafuckin
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 it on my bitches
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"
nigga from the bottom ain't a damn thing change
Catch me out in Collins "money ain't a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, lookin I claim blood
And if homie my homie than I know it ain't love
Screamin out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my
I been in the field life on the line with him
And if it's really good, why I prolly die em
when I need the choppers, I just tell Tock hit em

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

I just got 250 thousand dollars for a verse,
I know, is it me or it's your thirst, nigga?
You ain't got no joints
Like a injured Chris Paul, you ain't got no
I just 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 it's seat, bitches!
I for my bitches
I'm so fuckin' I cop rides 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, Bridges
Shout out to my main bitches, and my bitches
Need a nigga with some good neck,
My

I said that I'mma ride for my niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the
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