Luyện nghe bài hát My Nigga

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

I'd die for my nigga
Jump in front a bullet for my motherfuckin'
On the stand I'd lie for my motherfuckin'
Rob a bank, I'd drive for my motherfuckin'
Real talk, I don't fuck with too many niggas
'Cause niggas drop a dime on you like a 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 your door
Hope you for my motherfuckin' niggas
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
With my finger to you niggas
I swear it's fuck all y'all
Except my

I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin'
Most likely 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 with my
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 niggas
You can catch me out Chicago them muthafuckin hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will the trigger
And when we on that lean, we ain't fuckin with the
I'm a buy a hundred bottles to give it to the bitches
She can it on my bitches
'Cause she see the way I ball, how my and that be lit up
Catch you at the red light, have em "can't get up"
Same nigga the bottom ain't a damn thing change
Catch me out in Collins screamin "money a thang"
And red Mulsanne, lookin like I claim blood
And if homie ain't my homie than I know it love
out "4 Hunnid," YG that's 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'
Most likely die with my finger on the trigger
I've been 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

I just got 250 thousand dollars for a verse,
I don't know, is it me or it's thirst, nigga?
You niggas got no joints
Like a injured Paul, you ain't got no point
I just come through with a couple bossy
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 rich I cop rides for my bitches
Dollar fries apple pies otha bitches
I drop a freestyle and get a outta bitches
Bitches, my
I a nigga with some different strokes, Todd Bridges
out to my main bitches, and my side bitches
Need a nigga some good neck, ostriches
My

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