Luyện nghe bài hát My Nigga

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

I'd die for my motherfuckin'
Jump in front a bullet for my nigga
On the I'd lie for my motherfuckin' nigga
Rob a bank, I'd drive for my motherfuckin'
talk, I don't really fuck with too many niggas
'Cause niggas a dime on you like a couple nickels
I be laughin' to the bank like the money tickle
Drivin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple
And I never put a ho my bro
beef over no ho
And my sellin' keys if you can't open your door
you ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
When it rains it pours, it's dry for my 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 finger to you
I swear it's fuck all niggas
my niggas

I said that I'mma for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die my finger on the trigger
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 done a million dollars on my muthafuckin niggas
You can catch me out Chicago with them muthafuckin
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk bring the trigger
And when we on that lean, we ain't with the liquor
I'm a buy a hundred bottles just to give it to the
She can like it on my
'Cause she see the way I ball, how my wrist and 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 like I blood
And if homie ain't my homie than I know it love
Screamin out "4 Hunnid," YG my nigga
I been in the field life on the line with him
And if it's really good, why I prolly die em
'Cause I need the choppers, I just tell Tock hit em

I said that ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the
been grindin outside all day with my niggas
And I ain't 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 don't know, is it me or it's thirst, nigga?
You niggas ain't got no
Like a injured Paul, you ain't got no point
I just come through with a couple bitches
They get money too, some "don't cross me" bitches
bitches, Sergio Rossi, bitches
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 menu apple pies otha bitches
I drop a and get a rise outta bitches
Bitches, my
I a nigga with some different strokes, Todd Bridges
Shout out to my bitches, and my side bitches
Need a nigga with some good neck,
My

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