Luyện nghe bài hát On A Nigga

As a youngsta guns, ah, what I in
Me and my selling dope on a rising
Rising to gives we together in hood life
Struggling together praying for the good life

Yo, life more to me then my own do
When you had beef I went and shot on that whole crew
I do what I do 'cause I'm yo right hand
a lot older then me I'm yo little man

Mane time fly's now we old to
You done came up flippin' pebbles to
Told ya that I'm down with you until the
Me and you got caught with some in the same car

You were facing more time then me if bars
I was and a half so I took the charge
You got larger now you own a crack house
I did two years and they let a nigga out

Since a on nigga on nigga fuck which ya boy
Knowing good and well, I up which ya boy
You's a on nigga on nigga try to flauge
You gonna a nigga like me catch a charge

Since a on nigga on nigga fuck which ya boy
good and well, I grew up which ya boy
You's a on nigga on nigga try to flauge
You gonna make a nigga like me a charge

Back out on the town and you in the jag clean
Hit me with a then bought me a Chevy thang
I could of saved in like the canary
You know I got heart and I know you very

Carrying a lot of weight put in plenty
Always was for ya dawg did plenty dirt
like a jerk and ya living like a kingpin
That ain't love
I'm about to stick this tone inside ya fucking

Blow ya to the other side
dumb dumbs cut like a butter knife
But the walls you be soaking up game quick
Fuck that gurellia shit I done got slick

Remember ya kept ya dope backyard dawg
Over there hold gun lap, Memphis momma house
Looking for the cross that come up from behind ya
the laws 'cause I'm taking what's mine, ah

Since you's a on on nigga fuck which ya boy
good and well, I grew up which ya boy
You's a on on nigga don't try to flauge
You gonna make a nigga me catch a charge

you's a on nigga on nigga fuck which ya boy
Knowing and well, I grew up which ya boy
You's a on nigga on don't try to flauge
You gonna make a nigga like me catch a

went to church so I'm jumping over gate fast
You mane was outta handling business
Blew both wilders out they misery
You got it fist in good so they see

Yeah, it's kind of obvious what I for
and that white dust ain't no shame boy
A robber robs a trick and don't say a word
Got 'em for a pound of and bout eight birds

Mouth slurred 'cause a nigga blowing on good shit
Celebrating 'cause a playa done made a lick
Any trick do this to me hollow fly
Dead in the face right muthafuckas eye

I the nigga busting if we in a brawl
I'm my niggas back up so who we
Me damn 'cause he knowing that I buck 'em
I can play it off cool but fuck 'em

Since a on nigga on nigga fuck which ya boy
good and well, I grew up which ya boy
You's a on nigga on nigga don't try to
You gonna make a like me catch a charge

Since you's a on nigga on nigga which ya boy
good and well, I grew up which ya boy
You's a on nigga on nigga try to flauge
You gonna make a like me catch a charge