Luyện nghe bài hát Neva Broke

Hey, what's up my
Check this out you been listenin' for
Why don't you tell these
What they really thinkin'
When be wrappin' this

Turn my mail, I talk to rappers when I touch
I'ma go by me a check with my welfare check
And if I hurt her who gives a fuck
I'm out for myself, bout to make me a smooth

I keep it on the under in a closet on the hush
On my way to downtown surplus
To get a blend aqua windbreaker , to match blue latchin'
Scadalism, that's what I'm in
Yeah, I'm doin' niggas in

So give up the my nigga
Remember me, I used to be main nigga
But fuck ya, I'm jealous and I ya fuckin' guts
I got it in me cause ya clockin' do-do

Break yourself, makin' quarters, rings, chains
I'll take that out and set it on the range
Prepare for the jack if ya sellin'
As long as I got me a nigga, I'm never broke

As long as I got me a strap, I'm broke

Got the nigga car at the mall on
Beat strip, beat tip fucked him like a
I'm that nigga to hate
A playa hater starvin' Somalia

You got yo-yo
'Cause I'm right back chokin'
Chokin' mo' now before I did I went in
Tomorrow I got to go take a piss test for

I'm tryin' to clean out my system with stay clean and golden
But I'm gon' be late, I'm on
it's too early for me to go back on a violation
Fuck my P.O. I some M O

N E Y so I can get high and kick in this door
four in the morning I'm on a mission peep
The best time to a nigga in his sleep
ya ass motherfucker I know ya rich

Tell me the fuck is yours, I'ma bust ya bitch
Do dick in ya I tie him up
And made him watch me poke her, I'm broke

Do in ya greasel I tie him up
Then I made him watch me poke her, I'm never
I'm never

crevice was tight like a pair of vice grips
I looked at pop and said, "You got a lil' dick"
Havin' shame he was cryin' like a
Nigga couldn't stand here baby scream and

I said, "You got one mo' time where is the minl"
He said, "It's in the den corner, top vent"
remember that I'm scandalous and anti-fuckless
I carry diseases such as herpes and nut

Nutted in the bitch, her on her lips
Made her get up and suck a little
The bitch had her some though
Ya know she deep my big ol'

I dropped my strap a sucker would
She said, "How it feel", I said, "Good"
She said, "You this ain't the way to mix business with pleasure"
I said, "I this ain't the weather to make miserable pleasure"
You know this ain't the weather to mix business and

Shit, she tried to bite off my
rex loose, I hangin' juice
And after you beggin' for this shit
you gon' knock it out better

Picked up my tech up off the
Pistol whipped, tied up sittin'
I need a screwdriver but a butter knife will do
To the I went to collect all my due

Struck out the side of game steward
in my hoo-ride made a left on Newark
Through the alleys black this black that
As long as I got me a look I'm never broke, yeah

I'm broke

Oh I see, so you're saying is a girl
Is something like an
Keep your up to par
And all you is a strap

Precisely that's how motherfuckers make fat lick-backs
See I'm way respected in the rap
I skip, spit that real-life type shit
Feel it, so let's hustle up the true
Apart the tarp and the motherfuckin' good from the not huh