Luyện nghe bài hát Where My Niggas At

Man that shit
Yo man, nigga Cassidy frontin'
Oh nigga think he sweet
Yo not for nothin', that shit and all that
Fuck

my niggaz at? Huh, cock that yo
Squeeze triggas back, huh, pop that yo
If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a down
I ain't playin', spray a nigga, lay a nigga down

Where my at? Huh, cock that yo
them triggas back, huh, pop that yo
If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga
I ain't playin', I'll a nigga, lay a nigga down

ain't ready to die, they ready to tell
That's why my ready to ride and ready for jail
give you every in the shell in the K
A couple rounds from the make it sound like Independence Day

And I could talk that gun shit I done shit
My nick should be Diarrhea how I run shit
And I done seen niggaz guns spit over shit
I got a young bitch named Nina that you could tongue

When it to this gun shit, I'm the man son
gon' show me respect 'cause I demand some
I play bullets 'bout as big as my damn thumb
And spit the AR handgun till my hand numb

I ain't a hypocrite who spit he never did
I'm a the truth whether positive or negative
Don't get me wrong, I put songs that was out
But still grab the Thompson and blow you conscience out

Where my at? Huh, cock that yo
Squeeze them triggas back, huh, pop yo
If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga
I playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a nigga down

Where my at? Huh, cock that yo
Squeeze them back, huh, pop that yo
If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga
I ain't playin', spray a nigga, lay a nigga down

My flow so raw I about baggin' it up
Every word a bird, I'm just addin' it up
But with the burner I'll burn you a bag in the dutch
just, blast at you gut, light you abdomen up, yup

But I ain't the same Cass the past
I be tryin' chill but I'll blast at your ass
I got cash in the stash and in the bank y'all
Hatin' on me makin' me rich, I wanna thank

I'll leave the biscuit on my hip and shank y'all
Only thing you niggaz shot was a paint ball
Or a cap gun, you could get hat spun
You gotta I clap my gun, man you ain't that dumb

Back when I was young, no bull, I pulled triggas
I be in the hood 'cause I'm good where my at
I'm the general, let my military get you
With the military pistols, military issued

Where my niggaz at? Huh, that yo
Squeeze triggas back, huh, pop that yo
If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a down
I ain't playin', I'll a nigga, lay a nigga down

Where my at? Huh, cock that yo
Squeeze them triggas back, huh, pop yo
If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a nigga
I ain't playin', I'll a nigga, lay a nigga down

I got a lotta gats and I just a homicide
And I make one statement, you know I'm not a rat
So you gotta gat when it start poppin' off
You'll probably your fuckin' self tryin' to pop it off

You ain't got the balls, you soft cotton balls
You just think you 'cause the pills and the alcohol
But you ain't hard as you say you is
You need to tell fans how soft and gay you is

S H A, no what K it is
I'm a still keep poppin' and keep droppin'
But I wanna have to injure nobody
Grip the pipe or stick the knife into

And I don't walk around now pretendin' I'm
But still clap the Mac 10 at somebody, uh
I my life and put it all into rap
For my dawgs with paws on the gat

Where my at? Huh, cock that yo
them triggas back, huh, pop that yo
If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a down
I ain't playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a down

my niggaz at? Huh, cock that yo
Squeeze them back, huh, pop that yo
If I gotta, I'm a pop a nigga, lay a down
I ain't playin', I'll spray a nigga, lay a down