Luyện nghe bài hát Neva Broke

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

Turn my mail, I to rappers when I touch down
go by me a check with my bitches welfare check
And if I her feelings who gives 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 downtown surplus
To get a blend aqua windbreaker , to match blue vendeta
Scadalism, that's I'm majorin' in
Yeah, murderism I'm niggas in

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

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

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

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

You got yo-yo
I'm right back chokin' again
Chokin' mo' now I did when I went in
Tomorrow I got to go a piss test for real

I'm tryin' to clean out my system with 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
my P.O. I need some M O

N E Y so I can get high and kick in nigga's door
It's four in the morning I'm on a mission
The time to catch a nigga in his sleep
Wake ya ass I know ya rich

Tell me where the is yours, I'ma bust ya bitch
Do in ya greasel I tie him up
And him watch me poke her, I'm never broke

Do dick in ya I tie him up
Then I him watch me poke her, I'm never 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 here baby 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 that I'm and anti-fuckless
I carry such as herpes and nut pluckers

Nutted in the bitch, her on her lips
her get up and suck a little dick
The bitch had her some play
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 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 and pleasure

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

Picked up my tech up off the
Pistol whipped, tied up 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 left on
Through the alleys black this black that
As long as I got me a strap look I'm never broke,

I'm never

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

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