Luyện nghe bài hát Owe You Niggaz Shit

They like: What ya doing? Why ya here?
I'm like a pistol rap, bitch I live here
Forgot about trends, I sit and shit, I did
grown 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 never ever see me with them
And if I her, "Come with me!", you know 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 like
If the bag ain't heavy, well, it's not the right bag, yeah

at these haters tryna block my shine
Always tryna act like it's not my
Why you 'bout 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 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, kids
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

ya want, homie? I don't owe shit, bitch
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 the deal
I'm in my home, countin' money, it's a million for
I'm a boss, but I hustle I'm still in the field
If I say "Fuck you!", I ain't playing, bitch, the is real
'Cause I'm swimming 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
I'm repping? Screwed Up Click, Hoover Crip like that

Laughing at haters tryna block my shine
Always tryna act like it's not my
Why you worried 'bout my nickels, and my dime?
They might lock away my body, but 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 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 spent on my
And how many karats, kind of diamonds in this ring
Did he make payments or did he all the change?
Probably wanna know if I wear Polo or Hanes
Would ya look at that house? I 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 what they
I be like, "Damn, y'all must really be bad!"
But that ain't my bidness, I got to do
You already I ain't giving shit to you
And to my money, baby, I ain't really you
Drop you off and go get money, what I'm fin to do

Laughing at these tryna block my shine
tryna act like it's not my time
Why you worried my nickels, and 'bout my dime?
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 shit, kids (I don't owe you niggas shit)
I owe you niggas shit, kids (I don't owe you niggas shit)
I owe you niggas shit, I don't owe you niggas shit, kids
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)