Luyện nghe bài hát My Nigga

I'm bout puttin on, ridin out
Glocks in my ma's
you with that work
(I front a nigga's work)
You say you want that up
But we don't fight brah
Catch you slippin' from your backside, then you out
Ace gone stomp you out, then gone stomp you out
(Has momma ever see you with a busted eye and mouth)
Nine milli out, 4 Fizzy pokin' out
Row days show 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 nigga
Rob a bank, I'd for my motherfuckin' nigga
Real talk, I don't really with too many niggas
'Cause niggas drop a dime on you like a nickels
I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' money
Drivin' somethin' you ain't, top off, suck a nipple
And I never put a ho my bro
beef over no ho
And my niggas keys if you can't open your door
Hope you ride for my motherfuckin'
When it it pours, it's dry for my motherfuckin' niggas
I for my motherfuckin' niggas
versa, eyes red from the kush I blew
White person, got my middle on the trigger
With my little to you niggas
I swear it's fuck all y'all
Except my

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 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

I done spent a million on my muthafuckin niggas
You can me out Chicago with them muthafuckin hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will bring the
And when we on that lean, we ain't fuckin the liquor
I'm a buy a hundred bottles just to it to the bitches
She can like it on my
'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 thing change
Catch me out in Collins "money ain't a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, lookin I claim blood
And if homie ain't my than I know it ain't love
Screamin out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my
'Cause I in the field life on the line with him
And if it's good, why I prolly die with em
when I need the choppers, I just tell Tock hit em

I said I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
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 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 your thirst, nigga?
You niggas ain't got no
Like a injured Chris Paul, you ain't got no
I just come with a couple bossy bitches
They get money too, they some "don't cross me"
Flossy bitches, Rossi, bitches
And if we at the game it's floor seat, bitches!
I for my bitches
I'm so fuckin' I cop rides for my bitches
Dollar menu apple pies otha bitches
I drop a freestyle and get a rise bitches
Bitches, my
I need a nigga some different strokes, Todd Bridges
Shout out to my bitches, and my side bitches
Need a nigga with good neck, ostriches
My

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