Luyện nghe bài hát Owe You Niggaz Shit

They like: What ya doing? Why ya here?
I'm a pistol rap, damn bitch I live here
about trends, I sit and shit, I did here
This man music, you popular with the kids here
Yeah, I put on like Jeezy
If they help me put on, ya I'm feedin' them
If they roaching, you would ever see me with them
And if I tell her, "Come with me!", you know she him
I'm just saying, look, I got it like
Yeah, the haters it from me, but I got it right back
If you got some bitch up in ya, I'ma spot it like
If the bag ain't heavy, well, it's not the right bag, yeah

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

I owe you niggas 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 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, I'm on ya shit list
Do it then, and what you get is this foot and this
See you in the kitchen, he sealing the deal
I'm in my home, countin' money, a million for real
I'm a boss, but I hustle like I'm in the field
If I say "Fuck you!", I ain't playing, bitch, the feeling is
'Cause I'm pool cool, I don't trip like that
You gon' make a nigga empty out a clip that
You don't want a see that bag zipped like that
What I'm repping? Screwed Up Click, Crip like that

Laughing at these haters tryna block my
Always tryna act like it's not my
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, (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)

They 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 if I wear Polo drawers or Hanes
Would ya 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, they see me, that's they pass
I be like, "Damn, y'all must really be bad!"
But that my bidness, I got shit to do
You already know I ain't shit to you
And to my money, baby, I ain't into you
you off and go get money, that's what I'm fin to do

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