Luyện nghe bài hát My Nigga

I'm talkin bout puttin on, out
in my ma's house
Front you that work
(I done front a work)
You say you want that up
But we fight fair brah
Catch you slippin' your backside, then knock you out
Ace gone stomp you out, then Buddah gone you out
(Has ever see you with a busted eye and busted mouth)
Nine milli out, 4 Fizzy pokin' out
Death Row days you what this West Coast about

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, suck a
And I never put a ho my bro
Don't over no ho
And my niggas sellin' if you can't open your door
you ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
When it rains it pours, it's dry for my motherfuckin'
I for my motherfuckin' niggas
Vice versa, eyes red the kush I blew
White person, got my middle on the trigger
With my finger to you niggas
I swear fuck all y'all niggas
Except my

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 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

I done spent a million dollars on my muthafuckin
You can me out Chicago with them muthafuckin hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk bring the trigger
And when we on that lean, we fuckin with the liquor
I'm a buy a bottles just to give it to the bitches
She can like it on my
'Cause she see the way I ball, how my and that 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 screamin "money ain't a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, lookin like I blood
And if homie ain't my than I know it ain't love
out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my nigga
'Cause I 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 I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the
I've been grindin all day with 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

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

I that I'mma ride 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 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