Luyện nghe bài hát My Nigga

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

I'd die for my nigga
in front a bullet for my motherfuckin' nigga
On the I'd lie for my motherfuckin' nigga
Rob a bank, I'd drive for my nigga
Real talk, I don't really fuck too many niggas
'Cause niggas a dime on you like a couple nickels
I be laughin' to the like the fuckin' money tickle
Drivin' somethin' that you ain't, top off, suck a
And I put a ho before my bro
beef over no ho
And my niggas sellin' keys if you can't open door
Hope you ride for my niggas
it rains it pours, it's dry for my motherfuckin' niggas
I kill for my motherfuckin'
Vice versa, red from the kush I blew
person, got my middle finger on the trigger
With my finger to you niggas
I swear it's all y'all niggas
Except my

I said that I'mma ride for my 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 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 catch me out Chicago with them hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will the trigger
And when we on that lean, we ain't fuckin the liquor
I'm a buy a hundred bottles 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
Catch you at the red light, have em "can't get up"
Same nigga the bottom ain't a damn thing change
me out in Collins screamin "money ain't a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, lookin I claim blood
And if homie ain't my homie than I know it ain't
out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my nigga
'Cause I been in the field life on the line him
And if it's really good, why I die with em
'Cause when I need the choppers, I tell Tock hit em

I said that I'mma ride for my niggas
Most likely I'mma die 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 just got 250 thousand for a verse, nigga
I don't know, is it me or it's your thirst,
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, 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 fuckin' rich I cop rides for my
Dollar menu fries apple pies bitches
I a freestyle and get a rise outta bitches
Bitches, my
I need a nigga with some different strokes, Bridges
Shout out to my main bitches, and my side
Need a nigga with some neck, ostriches
My

I said that I'mma for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin all day with my niggas
And I ain't goin' in unless I'm with my
My nigga, my
My nigga, my nigga (My niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my