Luyện nghe bài hát Owe You Niggaz Shit

They What ya doing? Why ya still here?
I'm like a rap, damn bitch I live here
Forgot trends, I sit and shit, I did here
This grown man music, you popular with the kids
Yeah, I put on like 'nem
If they help me put on, ya know I'm them
If they roaching, you would never see me with them
And if I tell her, "Come me!", you know she leaving him
I'm saying, look, I got it like that
Yeah, the haters took it from me, but I got it right
If you got some up in ya, I'ma spot it like that
If the bag heavy, well, then it's not the right bag, yeah

Laughing at these haters block my shine
Always tryna act it's not my time
Why you worried 'bout my nickels, and my dime?
They might away my body, but can't lock my mind

I don't owe you shit, kids (I don't owe you niggas shit)
I don't owe you niggas shit, kids (I don't owe you shit)
I don't owe you niggas shit, kids (I don't owe you shit)
I owe you niggas shit, I don't owe you niggas shit, kids
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

What ya want, homie? I don't owe shit,
Bet ya never got "No" this quick (Hell nah)
Now, ya mad at me, huh? I'm on ya list
Do it then, and what you get is this and this fist
See you in the kitchen, he just sealing the
I'm in my home, countin' money, it's a million for
I'm a boss, but I hustle like I'm still in the
If I say "Fuck you!", I ain't playing, bitch, the is real
'Cause I'm swimming pool cool, I don't trip like
You gon' a nigga empty out a clip like that
You don't want a see that body bag zipped like
What I'm repping? Screwed Up Click, Crip like that

Laughing at these haters tryna block my
Always tryna act like not my time
Why you 'bout my nickels, and 'bout my dime?
They might lock away my body, but can't my mind

I don't owe you shit, kids (I don't owe you niggas shit)
I owe you niggas shit, kids (I don't owe you niggas shit)
I don't owe you niggas shit, (I don't owe you niggas shit)
I don't owe you shit, I don't owe you niggas shit, kids
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

They asking Johnny what I on my chain
And how karats, what kind of diamonds in this ring
Did he make payments or did he all the change?
Probably wanna if I wear Polo drawers or Hanes
Would ya look at that house? I know he ain't bad
"Can I get a hundred dollars?" They see me, what they ask
Smell like some Reggie, they see me, that's they pass
I be like, "Damn, must really be doing bad!"
But ain't my bidness, I got shit to do
You already know I giving shit to you
And to my money, baby, I ain't really you
you off and go get money, that's what I'm fin to do

Laughing at these tryna block my shine
Always tryna act it's not my time
Why you worried my nickels, and 'bout my dime?
They might lock away my body, but can't my mind

I don't owe you niggas shit, (I don't owe you niggas shit)
I don't owe you niggas shit, kids (I don't owe you shit)
I don't owe you shit, kids (I don't owe you niggas shit)
I don't owe you niggas shit, I owe you niggas shit, kids
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)