Luyện nghe bài hát Neva Broke

Hey, up my nigga
Check out you been listenin' for awhile
Why don't you these niggas
What really thinkin' about
When be wrappin' mail

Turn my mail, I talk to rappers when I touch
I'ma go by me a check my bitches welfare check
And if I her feelings who gives a fuck
I'm out for myself, bout to make me a cover

I keep it on the in a closet on the hush hush
On my way to victories surplus
To get a blend aqua windbreaker , to blue latchin' vendeta
Scadalism, that's what I'm in
Yeah, murderism I'm niggas in

So give up the my nigga
Remember me, I to be your main nigga
But fuck ya, I'm and I hate ya fuckin' guts
I got it in me cause ya clockin' do-do

Break yourself, makin' quarters, rings, chains
I'll take cartridge out and set it on the range
Prepare for the if ya sellin' coke
As long as I got me a strap nigga, I'm never

As long as I got me a strap, I'm never

Got the nigga car at the mall on
Beat strip, tip fucked him like a bitch
I'm that to hate playas
A playa hater starvin' like

You got some
'Cause I'm right chokin' again
mo' now before I did when I went in
Tomorrow I got to go a piss test for real

I'm tryin' to clean out my system with stay clean and golden
But I'm gon' be late, I'm on
Because it's too early for me to go on a violation
Fuck my P.O. I need M O

N E Y so I can get high and kick in this nigga's
It's four in the morning I'm on a peep
The best to catch a nigga in his sleep
Wake ya ass I know ya rich

Tell me where the fuck is yours, I'ma ya bitch
Do dick in ya I tie him up
And him watch me poke her, I'm never broke

Do in ya greasel I tie him up
I made him watch me poke her, I'm never broke
I'm broke

Baby crevice was like a pair of vice grips
I at pop and said, "You must got a lil' dick"
Havin' shame he was cryin' like a
Nigga couldn't stand here baby and holler

I said, "You got one mo' nigga where is the minl"
He said, "It's in the den corner, top vent"
Folks that I'm scandalous and anti-fuckless
I carry such as herpes and nut pluckers

Nutted in the bitch, her on her lips
Made her get up and a little dick
The bitch had her some though
Ya know she deep my big ol'

I dropped my like a sucker would
She said, "How it feel", I said, "Good"
She said, "You know ain't the way to mix business with pleasure"
I said, "I this ain't the weather to make miserable pleasure"
You this ain't the weather to mix business and pleasure

Shit, she tried to off my pecker
Helped rex loose, I hangin'
And after juice you beggin' for shit
you gon' knock it out better

Picked up my tech up off the
Pistol whipped, tied up down
I need a black screwdriver but a butter knife do
To the vent I went to all my due

Struck out the side of boss game
Hopped in my hoo-ride a left on Newark
Through the dark alleys black this that
As long as I got me a look I'm never broke, yeah

I'm broke

Oh I see, so what saying is a girl
Is something like an
Keep revenues up to par
And all you need is a

that's how motherfuckers make them fat lick-backs
See I'm way respected in the rap
'Cause I skip, spit that real-life shit
Feel it, so let's hustle up the true
Apart from the tarp and the good from the not huh