YG - My Nigga (Remix) lyrics
rate me[Verse:]
I’m talkin’ bout putting on rhyme, got glocks in my mind
Sounds frontin with that word, out in front of niggas work, oh oh
Straight on the head, but will pay fair but
Catch up from your back side been knockin guap
Ace don’t stop me them bullet don’t stop you all
Mama never see with a buzzin, I ain’t buzzin’ my .
Not millie pockin’, four busy pokin’out
Dead for a day, so you whip it so I coast about
I’d die for my muthaf*kckin’ nigga
Choppin from the bullet from my mother*cking nigga,
Understand I lie for my muthaf*ckin’ nigga
Rap a bad I drive, for my muthaf*ckin’ nigga
Here talk, I don’t really f*ck with so many niggas
Cause niggas drop it down on you, like a couple niggas on,
I’ll be laughing to the bank, like the f*ckin’ money tickle
Drive me something that you think top balls sucking the bullet
And I never but I’m rollin for my bro, don’t be for .. for the roll
And my niggas tell em weed if you came up in your door,
Hope you’re ridin’ for my muthaf*ckin’ niggas
Twenty .. posing driving me and my f*ckin’ niggas
Yeah I kill for my mother*cking niggas,
Rise verse, the eyes real from the kush I blue,
White person got my middle finger on a ..
With my little finger to you, nigga I swear .. nigga
Except my niggas
Rich Homie Quan - Hook:
I said that I’mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I’mma die with my finger on the trigger
I’ve been grindin outside all day with my niggas
And I ain’t goin' in unless I’m with my niggas
My nigga, my nigga
My nigga, my nigga (My muthafucking niggas!)
My nigga, my nigga (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my nigga
[Verse:]
I just spend a million dollars so my muthaf*cking niggas
You kept me out your color with them mother*cking hitters,
Tryin to ride with the Minaj, little dray .. to bring the triggers,
And when we on the lean, we ain’t f*cking with the nigga
I’m ‘bout a hundred bottle just to give it to the bitches, to the bitches
She get like it on my bitches cause you see the way I ball
And my .. every hitter, catch you at the red light
Have me streaming, they ain’t get up
Run the bottom and the .. every chain
Kept me all dollars screaming money in the game
And the real moves chain, looking like I claim good,
Eat it for me and my homie then I know it ain’t luck
Screaming out four hundred, why just my nigga
Cause I’ve been feeling life from the line with a dime
And it’s really good why I ride down with them
Cause when I need them choppers, I just girls like hit them.
[Hook:]
[Nicki Minaj:]
I just got 250 thousand dollars for a verse nigga
I don’t now, is it me or its ya thirst nigga?
you niggas ain’t got no joints
Like a injured Chris Paul, you ain’t got no point
I just come through with a couple bossy bitches
They get money too, they some “don’t cross me” bitches
Flossy bitches, Sergio Rossi bitches
And if we at the game, then its floor seat bitches!
I ride for my bitches,
I’m so f*ckin’ rich I cop rides for my bitches
Dollar menu fries apple pies other bitches
I drop a freestyle and get a rise outta bitches
Bitches, my bitches
I need a nigga with some different strokes, todd bridges
Shout out to my main bitches and my side bitches
Need a nigga with some good neck, ostriches
My niggas.
Rich Homie Quan - Hook:
I said that I’mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
Most likely I’mma die with my finger on the trigger
I’ve been grindin outside all day with my niggas
And I ain’t goin' in unless I’m with my niggas
My nigga, my nigga
My nigga, my nigga (My muthafucking niggas!)
My nigga, my nigga (My nigga, my nigga)
My nigga, my nigga
