Luyện nghe bài hát My Nigga

I'm talkin bout puttin on, out
Glocks in my ma's
you with that work
(I done a nigga's work)
You say you that head up
But we don't fight brah
Catch you slippin' from your backside, then 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'
Jump in front a bullet for my nigga
On the stand I'd lie for my nigga
Rob a bank, I'd drive for my nigga
Real talk, I don't really fuck with too niggas
'Cause niggas a dime on you like a couple nickels
I be laughin' to the bank like the money 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' keys if you open your door
Hope you ride for my motherfuckin'
it rains it pours, it's dry for my motherfuckin' niggas
I kill for my niggas
Vice versa, eyes red from the I blew
White person, got my middle finger on the
With my finger to you niggas
I swear it's fuck all y'all
Except my

I said I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely die with my finger on the trigger
I've grindin 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

I spent a million 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 bottles just to give it to the
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 ain't a thing change
me out in Collins screamin "money ain't a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, lookin like I claim
And if ain't my homie than I know it ain't love
Screamin out "4 Hunnid," YG my nigga
'Cause I been in the field life on the line 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 niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my on the trigger
I've 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 got 250 thousand dollars for a verse, nigga
I don't know, is it me or it's thirst, nigga?
You niggas ain't got no
Like a injured Chris Paul, you got no point
I just come through with a couple bitches
They get money too, they some "don't me" bitches
Flossy bitches, Sergio Rossi,
And if we at the game then it's seat, bitches!
I for my bitches
I'm so fuckin' I cop rides for my bitches
Dollar menu fries apple pies otha
I drop a freestyle and get a rise outta
Bitches, my
I need a nigga with some different strokes, Bridges
Shout out to my main bitches, and my bitches
Need a nigga with some good neck,
My

I said I'mma ride 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 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