Luyện nghe bài hát My Nigga

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

I'd die for my motherfuckin'
Jump in front a bullet for my motherfuckin'
On the stand I'd lie for my motherfuckin'
Rob a bank, I'd for my motherfuckin' nigga
Real talk, I don't fuck with too many niggas
'Cause drop a dime on you like a couple nickels
I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' tickle
Drivin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple
And I never put a ho my bro
Don't over no ho
And my niggas sellin' keys if you can't your door
Hope you ride for my motherfuckin'
When it rains it pours, dry for my motherfuckin' niggas
I for my motherfuckin' niggas
Vice versa, eyes red from the I blew
White person, got my middle finger on the
With my little finger to you
I swear fuck all y'all niggas
Except my

I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin'
Most likely I'mma die 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 them muthafuckin hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will bring the
And we on that 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
'Cause she see the way I ball, how my wrist and be lit up
you at the red light, have em screamin "can't get up"
Same nigga 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
'Cause I in the field life on the line with him
And if it's good, why I prolly die with em
'Cause when I need the choppers, I just Tock hit em

I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin'
likely 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

I just got 250 dollars for a verse, nigga
I don't know, is it me or it's your thirst,
You niggas got no joints
a injured Chris Paul, you ain't got no point
I just through with a couple bossy bitches
They get money too, they "don't cross me" bitches
bitches, Sergio Rossi, bitches
And if we at the game then floor seat, bitches!
I ride for my
I'm so fuckin' rich I cop rides for my
Dollar menu apple pies otha bitches
I drop a freestyle and get a rise bitches
Bitches, my
I need a nigga with some different strokes, Todd
Shout out to my main bitches, and my bitches
Need a nigga some good neck, ostriches
My

I said that I'mma for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the
I've been 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