Luyện nghe bài hát Owe You Niggaz Shit

They like: What ya doing? Why ya still
I'm a pistol rap, damn bitch I live here
Forgot about trends, I sit and shit, I did
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 feedin'
If roaching, you would never ever see me with them
And if I tell her, "Come with me!", you know she him
I'm saying, look, I got it like that
Yeah, the haters took it me, but I got it right back
If you got some bitch up in ya, spot it like that
If the bag ain't heavy, well, then it's not the bag, yeah

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

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

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

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

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 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)

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

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

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