Luyện nghe bài hát Young Niggas

Niggas sellin'
I can hear the tryna' 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 up in Chicago with my nigga Durk and get the thirty-three shot

I'm rollin' round I'm rollin' round my city
That bosstop that top my young niggas so wit it
And I came up and I stayed up in them
Cheat code no fruit but my young keep lemons
I do it for the young niggas
I'm gettin' money my young niggas
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 that's time
Get rolled on you don't wit' us
I'on know I'on owe niggas
talk money I show niggas
Don't work cause I live that
You talk work get like yeah!
We ain't got no love for that side no way
Young niggas 'a sweep ya whole mother's side with K
Thirty on thirty shots we 'a run up on ya broad day
Lawyer money on lawyer money my young okay
Banana clip going ape, in my bag
Stars all on my roof, hit the hood in that
I'm rollin' round, I'm rollin' round my city
Got that thirty round, that thirty round and semi

Free 9, shootin' on free 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 sittin' up the sheets yeah
back up up in the Chi they kill for me yeah
Niggas Larry Hoover still love me yeah
A couple drug laws I em' (?)
you got a gun bitch you still scary
Ain't win yet, don't put me in jam nigga
Ain't said shit, my young gon' blam nigga
Them K round
And we on whoever, anybody can get it
I'm it yeah