Luyện nghe bài hát Owe You Niggaz Shit

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

Laughing at haters tryna block my shine
tryna act like 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 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 niggas shit,
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

What ya want, homie? I don't owe shit,
Bet ya never got told "No" this (Hell nah)
Now, ya mad at me, huh? I'm on ya list
Do it then, and what you get is foot and this fist
See you in the kitchen, he just sealing the
I'm in my home, countin' money, a million for real
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 that
You make a nigga empty out a clip like that
You don't want a see body bag zipped like that
What I'm Screwed Up Click, Hoover Crip like that

Laughing at these haters tryna my shine
Always tryna act it's not my time
Why you worried 'bout my nickels, and my dime?
might lock 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 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,
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

They asking what I spent on my chain
And how many karats, what 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 doing bad
"Can I get a hundred dollars?" They see me, that's they ask
like some Reggie, they see me, that's what they pass
I be like, "Damn, must really be doing 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 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 like not my time
Why you worried 'bout my nickels, and my dime?
They might lock away my body, but can't lock my

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