Luyện nghe bài hát Young Niggas

Niggas sellin'
I can the federalies tryna' eavesdrop
A hundred bands in the box
I make a bad turn into a free thot
Lately I've been rollin' round in Cali my nigga YG and he a treetop
On my way to up in Chicago with my nigga Durk and get the thirty-three shot

I'm just rollin' round I'm rollin' my city
That bosstop that drop top my young so wit it
And I came up and I stayed up in trenches
Cheat code no fruit but my young keep lemons
Cause I do it for the niggas
I'm gettin' money with my young
I'm totin' guns my young niggas
And I em' I'm the one nigga

My young they so wit it
Big bag, go get it
Get the drop game time
Get rolled on you don't roll us
I'on niggas I'on owe niggas
Don't talk money I niggas
Don't work cause I live that
You work get kidnapped like yeah!
We ain't got no for that other side no way
Young niggas 'a ya whole mother's side with that K
Thirty shots on thirty we 'a run up on ya broad day
money on lawyer money my young niggas okay
Banana going ape, stendos in my bag
Stars all on my roof, hit the hood in wraith
I'm rollin' round, I'm rollin' round my city
Got that thirty round, thirty round and that semi

Free 9, shootin' niggas on time
niggas better rewind, back it up don't say it again
Gang shit, we to win
for keeps, Ikey hoppin' up out the Jeep
Lean knockin' up out the
Maybach up behind the sheets yeah
Niggas back up up in the Chi they for me yeah
under Larry Hoover still love me yeah
A couple laws I call em' (?)
Cause you got a gun bitch you still
Ain't win yet, don't put me in that jam
said shit, my young niggas gon' blam nigga
Them K sticks
And we on whoever, anybody can get it
I'm wit' it