Luyện nghe bài hát When My Niggas Come Home

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

1:]
I got a nigga up for about a knot of money
He did nine years, be home before I finish this
I just bought a ounce of
Me and my nigga to go hard, like when LeBron dunk
We ridin' high, like southern niggas in the
Errybody and they mama know UGK in the
(What's in the backseat?) North freaks
And the shit we be smokin' could melt the Mac off they
Then we headed to that magic city, he seen no ass and titties
In a decade, these hoes about to get paid
They took him to the back, I seen his ass in two hours
Two time taken a shower in the motherfuckin' strip club

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

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

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

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

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Inhale,
it out, blow it out