Luyện nghe bài hát For My

Now on the scale of one to ten, I rated, a 12 (right!)
You know this and cats hate it
I got nuttin' outdated, if it is it's
S-class wit voice-activated
Chrome rims three bladed, factory made it
wit big faces; if it's broke then replace it
Now it's that; Purple Haze and Cognac
On the beach in L.A. with dime bitches ridin' my

I represent them street
When they get hot, carry the heat
Them sweet niggas off feet niggas
You livin' on the edge, fleet
That's why my clique we do or die and roll nigga
Ain't sweet nigga, recognize the bloody clothes
Ready to represent the Grove wit two
I 4's in my side pocket
While cock a nigga mind poppin'
Walk through you wit my iron now when

I'm doing one for my niggas
Who be keepin' it
lovin' dime bitches that fuck on the first night
This is for my
Wit the style and
Who ain't hearin' nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin

I'm doing this one for my
Who be it tight
Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck on the first
is for my bitches
Wit the and grace
Who ain't hearin' nuttin' but the Benjamin face

I ain't I trick 'em and run up in their kitten
And she ain't a nine or betta, my then I'm splitin'
Get a hop in the Jag and fled
Pumpin' Nore six, "bitch give me some head"
And for you niggas out who be jacking the wrist
Got a new group for ya, Ross and the Clipse
And the hip I shoot, if you wanna get loot
Bout ta tell ya the
I'm more focused I'm born in the

I'm doing this one for my
Who be it tight
Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck on the first
is for my bitches
Wit the and grace
Who ain't hearin' talkin' but the Benjamin face

I'm doing one for my niggas
Who be keepin' it
Only dime bitches that fuck on the first night
is for my bitches
Wit the and grace
Who ain't hearin' nuttin' talkin' but the face

I ain't no nigga
Came up out that Grove dungeon nigga
Flame up and toast let it get up in here
You don't make out alive very up in here
I'mma speak on of the C.M.B. partna
I'm a sweep off ya air if its any beef
I off a bag of the dilly-D partna
Slip me on a hit the Benz wit three choppers
Weezy-wez

Four in my earring, five around my knuckle
Six wrap the wrist, the belt buckle
Leave them wit it look like Nelly I didn't
If you was the Jackie Frost why you say so
Somebody shine my nigga why not me
Even my dentist told me floss 7 days a
Freeza out the piece, Gucci, and hat, sneaks
Butter soft leather seats for talkin' freaks

I'm doing this one for my
Who be keepin' it
Only dime bitches that fuck on the first night
This is for my
Wit the style and
Who ain't nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin face

I'm doing one for my niggas
Who be it tight
Only lovin' bitches that fuck on the first night
is for my bitches
Wit the and grace
Who ain't hearin' nuttin' but the Benjamin face

I'm doing this one for my
Who be it tight
Only lovin' dime bitches that on the first night
This is for my
Wit the and grace
Who hearin' nuttin' talkin' but the Benjamin face

I'm this one for my niggas
Who be keepin' it
Only lovin' dime bitches that on the first night
This is for my
Wit the and grace
Who ain't hearin' nuttin' but the Benjamin face

I'm doing one for my niggas