Luyện nghe bài hát What My Niggas Want

You the type to say I rap, I rhyme, look I
Rap is out ain't shit here for free child
Me and chris lighty checks is what we see
Ice get you sea sick bitch, it get you c now
Diplomat treat you like a beer bottle your cap
shit, you never sold a bit of crack
Chain you might get it snatched, down to the
Since I went to get it back yo what type of is that
Picture that, wrist is rapped 37
How many diamonds you got on? 37 hundred
I'm stunting popping by the bottle
Got nothing under the trench and I'm not colorado
Your acting a little like rapping to riddles
Got looking like we a pack of skittles
I'm a fanatic, phsyco sematic,
Type ? gamatic? , life go dramatic
a habit bitch

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All my niggas who's to ride niggas, what what
All my soldiers and my living foul niggas, what
niggas, what what, thug niggas, what what,
niggas, whatwhat,
Big gun niggas, what
All my bitches ready to wild with me, what what
And fuck a away in the ground with me, what what
Money bitches, what what, thug bitches, what,
bitches, what what
All the above

Imagine a ho kissing me, a ho me
No I can't that, not from rottisearre
Roglissere, so slippery
Best with the movie misery
I make you kids learn, your car gone,
burned, jim jones shit permed like big ern
And you speak gang gang slang,
Gun like pop boomerangbang bang bang
That girl looking, you a whore,
Slapping a whore, foot sweppers slacking the
Laughing for sure, yeah that happend before
Bitch flurting me, her man tapping the jaw
What I'm drunk about, what I skunk about
Hope you it to that year prince sung about
All these years dripping and
Stay with the ones I was flipping and fucking
Ya
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