Luyện nghe bài hát Young Niggas

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

I'm just rollin' round I'm round my city
That bosstop that drop top my young so wit it
And I came up and I stayed up in them
Cheat code no fruit but my young keep lemons
Cause I do it for the young
I'm gettin' money with my young
I'm guns with 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 on you don't roll wit' us
I'on niggas I'on owe niggas
Don't talk money I show
Don't talk work cause I that
You talk work get like yeah!
We ain't got no love for other side no way
Young niggas 'a sweep ya whole side with that K
Thirty on thirty shots we 'a run up on ya broad day
Lawyer money on lawyer money my niggas okay
Banana clip ape, stendos in my bag
all on my roof, hit the hood in that 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 free
Pussy better rewind, back it up don't say it again
Gang shit, we to win
Play for keeps, Ikey up out the Jeep
Lean up out the sheets
Maybach up behind the sheets yeah
Niggas up up in the Chi they kill for me yeah
Niggas under Larry Hoover still 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 jam nigga
Ain't said shit, my young niggas blam nigga
Them K sticks
And we on whoever, anybody can get it
I'm it yeah