Luyện nghe bài hát When My Niggas Come Home

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

1:]
I got a locked up for about a knot of money
He did nine years, be home before I this blunt
I just a ounce of skunk
Me and my nigga bout to go hard, when LeBron dunk
We ridin' high, like niggas in the dump
Errybody and they mama know UGK in the
(What's in the backseat?) Cadillac freaks
And the shit we be smokin' melt the Mac off they cheeks
Then we headed to that magic city, he ain't no ass and titties
In about a decade, these hoes 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,
Blow it out, 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 know how many bitches I was mad that I
I couldn't throw up the hood, the police had me shook
And all he was a super head's book
So I it cause 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
When you in, we was dreamin' about the tre
Now it's door flyin' spur, with Killafornia plates
Remember when we was in the spot, to them Dre beats?
Now I'm fuckin' with some nerds, with Skateboard P
Remember when we was
Sayin' to each other ripppin' us apart
Now a nigga ballin' and you sittin' in the
But you comin' to the Ferrari and a card, max that motherfucker out

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

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

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Inhale,
it out, blow it out