Luyện nghe bài hát Owe You Niggaz Shit

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

at these haters 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 lock my mind

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

ya want, homie? I don't owe shit, bitch
Bet ya got told "No" this 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 just the deal
I'm in my home, countin' money, it's a for real
I'm a boss, but I like I'm still in the field
If I say "Fuck you!", I playing, bitch, the feeling is real
'Cause I'm swimming pool cool, I don't like that
You gon' make a nigga out a clip like that
You want a see that body bag zipped like that
What I'm repping? Screwed Up Click, Hoover Crip like

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

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

Laughing at these haters block my shine
Always tryna act like it's not my
Why you worried 'bout my nickels, and 'bout my
They might lock 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 niggas shit, (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 shit, kids
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)