Luyện nghe bài hát When My Niggas Come Home

Ain't no other nigga real as my dude
He used to throw money this (whew!)
what ya lookin' at? Ain't no need to guess it
Stand over here, you to be a legend
my nigga comes home
We party til six in the mon'
When my nigga home
We gon' pop champagne 'til it's
I tell you, when my nigga home
We celebrate!
Lobster, shrimp, and steak
When my nigga come
He can have any damn that he want

1:]
I got a nigga locked up for a knot of money
He did nine years, be home before I this blunt
I just bought a of skunk
Me and my nigga bout to go hard, like when LeBron
We high, like southern niggas in the dump
Errybody and mama know UGK in the trunk
(What's in the backseat?) North Cadillac
And the shit we be could melt the Mac off they cheeks
Then we headed to that magic city, he ain't seen no ass and
In about a decade, these hoes about to get
They took him to the back, I ain't his ass in two hours
Two time felon taken a shower in the motherfuckin' strip

Inhale,
it out, blow it out
Inhale,
it out, blow it out

2:]
When my nigga come home, that's on I got him
You why? Cause we was like that, and we came from the bottom
You know how many I was mad that I took
Cause I couldn't up the hood, the police had me shook
And all he wanted was a super book
So I sent it I meant it, now the clothes is for crooks (?)
And ya girl? She fine as a
Told you she cheated on you? She was like a motherfucker
you went in, we was dreamin' about the tre
Now it's four door flyin' spur, with Killafornia
Remember when we was in the spot, to them Dre beats?
Now I'm fuckin' with some nerds, with Skateboard P
Remember we was hard
Sayin' to each other ripppin' us apart
Now a ballin' and you sittin' in the yard
But you comin' to the Ferrari and a card, max that motherfucker out

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Inhale,
Blow it out, it out
Inhale,
Blow it out, it out

3:]
One thing you can count on you touch down
You gon' have it all, laid out, everything is out
Comin' home eventually, in the
The homies like to mention me, cause I out essentially
Big Cup, J Dog and Trey-D
Young Joe Dog, Boy, NYC
(?)
Blue put me on the set, nigga, twenty Crips
My cousin' been locked up for twenty five
And Trey-Lo? a real twenty-Crip for life
And if I mention name, you know the business cuz
When you get it, you we livin' it up

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Inhale,
Blow it out, it out