Luyện nghe bài hát Neva Broke

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

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

I keep it on the under in a on the hush hush
On my way to victories downtown
To get a blend aqua windbreaker , to match latchin' vendeta
Scadalism, that's I'm majorin' in
Yeah, murderism I'm doin' 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 ya clockin' do-do bucks

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

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

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

You got some
'Cause I'm back chokin' again
Chokin' mo' now I did when I went in
Tomorrow I got to go take a piss for real

I'm tryin' to clean out my with stay clean and golden seals
But I'm be late, I'm on vacation
Because it's too for me to go back on a violation
my P.O. I need some M O

N E Y so I can get and kick in this nigga's door
It's four in the morning I'm on a peep
The best to catch a nigga in his sleep
Wake ya ass motherfucker I know ya

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

Do dick in ya I tie him up
Then I made him watch me poke her, I'm broke
I'm broke

Baby crevice was tight like a of vice grips
I looked at pop and said, "You must got a dick"
Havin' shame he was like a toddler
Nigga couldn't stand here baby and holler

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm never

Oh I see, so you're saying is a girl
Is like an investment
Keep revenues up to par
And all you need is a

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