Luyện nghe bài hát My Nigga

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

I'd die for my nigga
Jump in a bullet for my motherfuckin' nigga
On the I'd lie for my motherfuckin' nigga
Rob a bank, I'd drive for my motherfuckin'
Real talk, I don't really with too many niggas
'Cause niggas drop a dime on you a couple 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
beef over no ho
And my niggas sellin' keys if you can't your door
Hope you for my motherfuckin' niggas
When it rains it pours, dry for my motherfuckin' niggas
I kill for my motherfuckin'
Vice versa, eyes red the kush I blew
White person, got my middle finger on the
my little finger to you niggas
I swear it's fuck all y'all
Except my

I said I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
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 nigga (My niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my

I done spent a dollars on my muthafuckin niggas
You can catch me out Chicago with 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 wrist and be lit up
Catch you at the red light, have em "can't get up"
Same nigga from the bottom ain't a damn change
me out in Collins screamin "money ain't a thang"
And red Mulsanne, lookin like I claim blood
And if ain't my homie than I know it ain't love
Screamin out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my
'Cause I been in the life on the line with him
And if it's really good, why I prolly die em
'Cause when I need the choppers, I just Tock hit em

I said that I'mma 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 with my
My nigga, my
My nigga, my nigga (My niggas!)
My nigga, my (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my

I just got 250 thousand for a verse, nigga
I know, is it me or it's your thirst, nigga?
You niggas got no joints
Like a injured Chris Paul, you 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 then floor seat, bitches!
I ride for my
I'm so fuckin' rich I cop rides for my
Dollar menu fries apple pies otha
I drop a freestyle and get a rise outta
Bitches, my
I a nigga with some different strokes, Todd Bridges
out to my main bitches, and my side bitches
Need a nigga with good neck, ostriches
My

I said I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
I've been grindin outside all day with my
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