Luyện nghe bài hát On Nigga

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

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

Mane time now we old to older
You done came up flippin' to boulders
Told ya that I'm down with you the graveyard
Me and you got with some work in the same car

You facing more time then me if behind bars
I was seventeen and a so I took the charge
You got heard now you own a crack house
I did two years and let a nigga back out

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

Since you's a on nigga on 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 make a nigga like me catch a

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

Carrying a lot of weight put in work
Always was down for ya dawg did dirt
Looking like a and ya living like a kingpin
That showing love
I'm about to stick this tone inside ya fucking

ya brains to the other side
Thirty-eight dumb dumbs cut a butter knife
But inside the walls you be soaking up game
Fuck that gurellia shit I done got slick

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

Since you's a on on nigga fuck which ya boy
Knowing 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

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

Mom's to church so I'm jumping over gate fast
You was outta town handling business
Blew both rock out they misery
You got it fist in so they couldn't see

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

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

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

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

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 don't try to flauge
You gonna make a nigga like me a charge