Luyện nghe bài hát Young Niggas

Niggas sellin'
I can hear the tryna' eavesdrop
A bands in the sneaks' box
I make a bad bitch turn into a free
Lately I've been rollin' in Cali with my nigga YG and he a treetop
On my way to link up in Chicago with my nigga Durk and get the thirty-three

I'm rollin' round I'm rollin' round my city
That that drop top my young niggas so wit it
And I came up and I up in them trenches
Cheat code no fruit but my young keep lemons
Cause I do it for the young
I'm gettin' money with my young
I'm totin' guns with my niggas
And I told em' I'm the one

My niggas they so wit it
Big bag, go get it
Get the drop that's time
Get rolled on you roll wit' us
know niggas I'on owe niggas
Don't talk money I show
Don't work cause I live that
You talk work get like yeah!
We ain't got no love for other side no way
Young niggas 'a sweep ya whole side with that K
Thirty on thirty shots we 'a run up on ya broad day
Lawyer money on money my young niggas okay
clip going ape, stendos in my bag
Stars all on my roof, hit the in that wraith
I'm just rollin' round, I'm round my city
Got that round, that thirty round and that semi

Free 9, shootin' niggas on free
Pussy better rewind, back it up don't say it again
Gang shit, we to win
Play for keeps, 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 under Larry still love me yeah
A couple laws I call em' (?)
you got a gun bitch you still scary
Ain't win yet, don't put me in that jam
Ain't said shit, my young gon' blam nigga
Them K round
And we on whoever, wherever can get it
I'm wit' it