Luyện nghe bài hát Young Niggas

Strippers in the club and my cups half
Ride my niggas cause my niggas understand me
Still on Plan A, pussy on Plan B
Young rich nigga, rich nigga
now, motherfucker let's go

What can a nigga wanna go and get it?
he want a Beamer with the subs in it
Said he grew up in a house and it was love
he grew up in the set, he keep his guns with him
Young nigga, nigga
Young nigga, young nigga
And he need a reason, he a young nigga
And you don't want your and your sons with him
Young nigga, nigga
Young nigga, young nigga
Probably understand us
Til he pull in
When he up in a Phantom
He gon' have shit blasting
Like young nigga, just nigga
Young nigga, young nigga
What they call you you from, nigga?
In my city, that was question one, nigga
at the legend I become, nigga
I can't help, but like I'm the one, nigga
Remember I was on the run,
Well, yeah, you had a son, nigga
Open up doors and kept it one, nigga
Held a nigga down and was love, nigga
want to stand in front a judge, nigga
Make you think of better days like you was winning
Standing on the couches in the with us
But then I my shot, I had to run with it
Out the gate, lost count, many days in the studio, we slave, but this we gotta save
Staring in the space that you fishing for a
and your mind, still it's a paper chase
First you over dedicate, then you notice you great
And you been the time, then it slap you in the face
Then you it in your safe, got it cracking, it was fate
You the definition, nigga, laughing to the
I'm a master of my faith, plus I'm the type of own the masters to my tape
I'm in Nevada for the day, I just caught a from Philly, we just sold out TLA
up off of stage on my way to B of A
AMB, we L.A, eat, we the way
Young Nips, he the great, talk
Had a drink, I lead to the lake
It's eighty-something in L.A
Fuck it, time to put jetskis on L.A
I got a team in my bank, I don't even need an I.D at my
This to be a dream we would chase
I know J. Stone and Supreme could relate
I know the whole team could
I [?], Makenzi, [?] could relate
[?] Nelson, [?] on this
Balling since my brother to hustle out the Vons
Couple hundred thousand up, he took a shovel to the
No for the content of my songs
When he went to dig it up, shit, a something gone
Molded, you can ask
Had to plug in blow dryers for the we could wash
Salvaged the bit
rich nigga shit, pressure on your shoulder
How you gon' with it?
Say it's all when you transition, but it's all beautiful when you get rich in it
When you killing shit and they all witness
roll faster than niggas could spend the shit
Open more businesses with you and your niggas that watching your vision and being more
Like a Ford dealership, we up in
Watching and they that it wasn't yours
I forgive you, I remember I was
Plus I ain't in the way of you reaching for
Gotta the game, you gotta read the score
See, I'ma do the same and pop the of four
Told me if I want it, gotta for it
Only difference now, the more mature

Diddy]
Young nigga, young
nigga, young nigga
Get your money, young
Get your money, young
Young nigga, young
Young nigga, young
Get the money, young
Young nigga, young
Get the money, young
Get the money, young
Get the money, nigga
God first though