Luyện nghe bài hát Owe You Niggaz Shit

They like: What ya doing? Why ya here?
I'm like a pistol rap, damn bitch I live
Forgot trends, I sit and shit, I did here
grown man music, you popular with the kids here
Yeah, I put on Jeezy 'nem
If help me put on, ya know I'm feedin' them
If they roaching, you would never see me with them
And if I tell her, "Come me!", you know she leaving him
I'm just saying, look, I got it like
Yeah, the haters took it from me, but I got it right
If you got bitch up in ya, I'ma spot it like that
If the bag ain't heavy, well, then not the right bag, yeah

Laughing at haters tryna block my shine
tryna act like it's not my time
Why you 'bout my nickels, and 'bout my dime?
They might away my body, but can't lock my mind

I owe you niggas shit, kids (I don't owe you niggas shit)
I owe you niggas shit, kids (I don't owe you niggas shit)
I don't owe you niggas shit, kids (I don't owe you shit)
I don't owe you niggas shit, I don't owe you shit, kids
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

ya want, homie? I don't owe shit, bitch
Bet ya got told "No" this quick (Hell nah)
Now, ya mad at me, huh? I'm on ya shit
Do it then, and what you get is this and this fist
See you in the kitchen, he sealing the deal
I'm in my home, countin' money, it's a for real
I'm a boss, but I hustle like I'm still in the
If I say "Fuck you!", I ain't playing, bitch, the is real
'Cause I'm swimming pool cool, I don't trip that
You gon' make a nigga empty out a clip like
You don't want a see that body bag like that
What I'm repping? Screwed Up Click, Hoover Crip like

Laughing at these haters tryna block my
Always tryna act it's not my time
Why you worried 'bout my nickels, and 'bout my
They might lock my body, but can't lock my mind

I don't owe you shit, kids (I don't owe you niggas shit)
I owe you niggas shit, kids (I don't owe you niggas shit)
I owe you niggas shit, kids (I don't owe you niggas shit)
I don't owe you niggas shit, I don't owe you shit, kids
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

They asking Johnny what I spent on my
And how many karats, what of diamonds in this ring
Did he make payments or did he drop all the
Probably wanna know if I wear Polo drawers or
Would ya look at that I know he ain't doing bad
"Can I get a hundred dollars?" They see me, what they ask
Smell like some Reggie, see me, that's what they pass
I be like, "Damn, y'all really be doing bad!"
But that my bidness, I got shit to do
You know I ain't giving shit to you
And to my money, baby, I ain't really you
Drop you off and go get money, what I'm fin to do

at these haters tryna block my shine
Always tryna act it's not my time
Why you 'bout my nickels, and 'bout my dime?
They might lock my body, but can't lock my mind

I don't owe you shit, kids (I don't owe you niggas shit)
I don't owe you shit, kids (I don't owe you niggas shit)
I don't owe you niggas shit, (I don't owe you niggas shit)
I don't owe you shit, I don't owe you niggas shit, kids
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)