Luyện nghe bài hát My Nigga

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

I'd die for my motherfuckin'
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 fuck with too many niggas
'Cause niggas drop a dime on you like a couple
I be laughin' to the bank like the money tickle
somethin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple
And I put a ho before my bro
beef over no ho
And my niggas sellin' keys if you can't open door
you ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
When it rains it pours, it's dry for my motherfuckin'
I kill for my niggas
Vice versa, red from the kush I blew
White person, got my finger on the trigger
With my little finger to you
I swear it's all y'all niggas
Except my

I that I'mma 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 done spent a dollars on my muthafuckin niggas
You can me out Chicago with them muthafuckin hittas
in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will bring the trigger
And when we on that lean, we ain't fuckin the liquor
I'm a buy a hundred just to give it to the bitches
She can it on my bitches
she see the way I ball, how my wrist and that be lit up
Catch you at the red light, have em "can't get up"
Same nigga from the bottom a damn thing change
me out in Collins screamin "money ain't a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, lookin like I blood
And if homie ain't my homie than I know it ain't
out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my nigga
'Cause I in the field life on the line with him
And if really good, why I prolly die with em
'Cause when I the choppers, I just tell Tock hit em

I said I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I'mma die my finger on the trigger
I've been outside all day with my niggas
And I ain't goin' in 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 got 250 thousand dollars for a verse, nigga
I don't know, is it me or it's your thirst,
You ain't got no joints
a injured Chris Paul, you ain't got no point
I come through with a couple bossy bitches
get money too, they some "don't cross me" bitches
Flossy bitches, Rossi, bitches
And if we at the game 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 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 with some good neck, ostriches
My

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 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