Luyện nghe bài hát Neva Broke

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

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

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

So give up the ghost my
Remember me, I used to be your main
But fuck ya, I'm and I hate ya fuckin' guts
I got it in me ya clockin' do-do bucks

Break yourself, makin' quarters, rings, chains
I'll take that cartridge out and set it on the
Prepare for the if ya sellin' coke
As long as I got me a strap nigga, I'm broke

As long as I got me a strap, I'm never

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

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

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

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

Tell me where the fuck is yours, I'ma ya bitch
Do dick in ya I tie him up
And made him watch me her, I'm never broke

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

Baby crevice was tight like a 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 scream and holler

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

in the bitch, kissed her on her lips
Made her get up and suck a dick
The bitch had her play though
Ya know she throat my big ol'

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

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

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

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

I'm broke

Oh I see, so what you're is a girl
Is something an investment
your revenues up to par
And all you is a strap

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