Luyện nghe bài hát D.g.i.f.u.

Ya'll me, the still same OG, young T-Y-G
Hated on by most niggas
But I still keep shittin' on lowkey
I don't fuck you to the third degree
I keep it G, damn G you owe us
Schemin' on the low, tryna make a profit-ly
All I do is get money, fuck, and
I should run for
Been runnin' shit, you barely maintainin',
No, this ain't no less shit
Break a neck on some Busta
Soulja, Memphis
I be on til
Don't predict, bitch, I'm gonna do
'Cause are I've outdone you
And most of my so called
your game, talk your shit
Grab your gat, your clique
Ball so hard I don't need the
I'm the best I keep sayin' that
Nigga, you too
If you knew this game will do to you
Look at bullshit I've been through
This the through and shit on you

get it fucked up
Yesterday was the freshest nigga in
I to God I ain't lyin' bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh
In
get it fucked up
Niggas talkin' bout oh
I pull up like oh shit
Now look whose talkin',
Now look talkin', bitch, yeah
get it fucked up
I do this shit for my, I do this for my
Do this for my loved ones
get it fucked up
I do this shit for my, I do this for my
I don't trust niggas, I only trust nigga

everybody wanna talk like they got somethin' to say
But comes out when they move they lips
This extended clip make Buddha shit
callin' me, pullin' up with them hooter tits
Never use a nigga, but she abuse the
I lick the let the air dry
We in a boat, nigga, off the coast
or Caribbean, I'm sweatin' out my hair dye
So get it fucked up
I got a handful of matches, fuckin' with a bad
All my is savages, better loc up
Damn it's a tragedy, all of these
Metal through his body, nigga, check his anatomy, oh
Why you pillow talkin'? ho shit
Nigga, you a geek, still talkin' me fucking yo' bitch
I can't lie, lie
I got a of bad hoes and a wife on the side
I believe I can fly, I'm the now
Wanna be like when I die
Step right up, can't any nigga that can fuck with us
I'mma bring the pain, we be the game-changers
All in your face, I'm nuts

Don't get it up
was the freshest nigga in America
I swear to God I ain't lyin' bruh, I ain't bruh
In
get it fucked up
Niggas talkin' oh shit
I up they like oh shit
Now look talkin', bitch
Now look whose talkin', bitch,
Don't get it up
I do this for my, I do this shit for my
Do shit for my loved ones
get it fucked up
I do this for my, I do this shit for my
I don't trust niggas, I only trust nigga

Did ya'll think I would let my dough
Ho, please! Better bow down on knees
Who you think taught you to P's?
Who you taught you to rap keys?
Dress Dreez, Phillip Limb,
Like Snoop G
murda was the case so motherfuck the police
Ya'll niggas like Emojis, with the heart eyes
Ya'll part skies, cloud killas
We aimin' niggas, my soldiers blacker than
We niggas, you niggas riding four doors
Uber nigga, we pilin' all of your whores
On the my stamina be
for Pamela Anderson Lee
My Katy Perry ain't afraid to
That shit you sniff, Taylor
talk yet it remains a myth
I never seen it, they dream it
They rap about it, do
they toy cars and they little jewels

Don't get it up
Yesterday was the freshest in America
I swear to God I ain't lyin' bruh, I lyin' bruh
In
Don't get it up
talkin' bout oh shit
I up they like oh shit
Now look talkin', bitch
Now whose talkin', bitch, yeah
get it fucked up
I do this for my, I do this shit for my
Do this for my loved ones
get it fucked up
I do this for my, I do this shit for my
I don't trust niggas, I trust funds nigga