Luyện nghe bài hát Fa My Niggaz

Fresh. Slim, Baby. Hot Boys. Hot Boys in bitch. Check it out.

Niggas steady chopped
Losin they behind stupid shit
that a bitch
Niggas, gettin' wig split
And a shame
Killin' has became a
I cannot see my layin
On the
I my 9 on my waistline
'em down
Picks up the shells could leave no evidence
and, it's t-shirt
when ain't playin'
Got a chrome got it cocked
Red dot on yo'
As I pop

Till you
dead
On the
a tragedy when I spin' yo fuckin' block
A nigga, from
leave ya wet
Fa' sho yo' is on the next
If ya
I fakin' it, yo' life I'm takin' it
Hollow bullets racin' it
ain't makin' it
When I
Tell it to any nigga chopper bullets you trust
If you bust, I spray
for shelter
10% is gonna ya, 90 is gonna fail ya
A lot of punk try to play hard
Put yo' on a fresh tee sendin' that ass to the morgue
Better be if you don't, that's all on you.

Proof:
16 worth a mill my whole clique dope
Transportin' ki's in the all Camero
50 G's on the seat, layin' to my heat
I'm a Hot Boy to the
And I'm a thug on the
I score from Slim and B
10 a ki, OG's, 36 oz's formed the halves
for 2 G's
UPT connect, stackin', leave ya wet
who disrespect, my chopper put in check
Big body on broaders, that's all I
Mansion on Washetona 6 on the floor
R and DR watched by Uptown security guards
10 G's a ki, 36 o's a
4 and a half, 2 G's, but take 18
Got niggas on my team bout head bussin' and green
Flippin'? G's, hoopties, to
I get my ki's, my uncle KC
a Magnolia soldier
Be in 10 in
Shoot out in that
Knock ya off ya shoulders

I ain't no playin
I'm comin' get out the way
Gun play, bussin' a ass on the runway
Head back to the hot block
in a half
If I'm out there bad I might cut you in
UTP tatooed it, across my stomach booted
I'm a looter, holdin' the Ruger
Or a 6
On and Thursdays
You watch for the sweep
Look them gon' act a ass if you get caught in the street
I'm layin off in some room by my bitch duckin' people
Staked out the area, and rob the store
Do it like it's legal, I heard in power
Bitches want the dope dick children and cop
Niggas in the cut with ski masks for me
I'm on top of the roof with a chopper em too
with me your mans urge get in his curtains
Now ya people
To the TC and we gon' 'em
I'm niggas
Shootin like that heavy on 'bauds and
I'm in the Chevy with B.G. and our
Park the corner leave ya gun and creep slow
Look bitch this ain't the night show, lay it hoe
Ya think I'm playin, ask and Slim how I can
Hook me up I have time for no games
Look here I stompin in bitch
I'm a new fit
I'm to snatch a hoe and make her monkey on this dick
Look at what ya facin
A nation
Of niggas mind damaged
? paper
With that I'ma roll wit em
Mama don't pray for me I back down from no nigga
They got a for me

Lil
See I want millions, and big thousands
Tryin' to clout and third ward public housin'
Uptown streets is where all my meet
Give me 9 9 G tryin' to see my
I do it all to ball the phone if I call
See I'm livin' large eventhough I'm real small
But let that fool ya
Money rules everything me
Creepin up silent ya that's where ya find me
I ain't for a lil
I want the damn spot
I cock my and have ya plot so I turn out to the top
be runnin' with money
Things you I done done it
9 9 point 5 mil big keep it comin
Slugs chopper gunning catch the vapor from the laser
Infrared fled big bread money
Pop a barrell shaker for big paper
Big life taker for big caker
Ben Franklin, televancin' big bankin
Bust 'em? em, left stankin' sankin'
no such thing like see another nigga come up
But if I don't know that nigga, then his come up is my stuff
Call it a bluff if you want, but come and for ya own
See how quick model homes home and?
Roam to the top, slip up and get
Get out my way, fo' I
I'm to live up

B.G.:
thugger, baby gangsta
Thug or get
Off top
Aim my pistol for head shots
I the safety, if ya chase me
waste me
Don't bitch down in ya way
Or ya me

Stop you playin'
I yo block on that ass
wonder why I stress
Uptowns the
the best
We got weapons that'll go ya vest
Get wet
it's beef fo sho
Got back up, the Mac Melph Calio
You got coke, and don't wanna go
VL it
Cuz around me bitch I'm bad ya can't sell it
B.G.
4 ya dig
niggas get split
If you got on ya wig
take the hit
Real and quick
226 my clique Money the shit
Project
Bout 6
records is the front we got 10 kilos
Unload
If ya ball you
If I jack you I don't want I want all
tall for mine
Nuts hang I'm
My outstandin'
or be killed
Niggas out to give me the
Let 'em me, I refuse
I'm for killing
But the one of I was
I ya funky
I put my
Hair by a
So what ya self cuz I'm to act a donkey
In the N.O. town, 3, 4 deep
Put ya if ya playin' wit a QB