My Nigga
YG Ft. Lil Wayne Rich Homie Quan Meek Mill & Nicki Minaj Lyrics


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I'm talkin bout puttin on, ridin out
Glocks in my ma's house
Front you with that work
(I done front a nigga's work)
You say you want that head up
But we don't fight fair brah
Catch you slippin' from your backside, then knock you out
Ace gone stomp you out, then Buddah gone stomp you out
(Has momma ever see you with a busted eye and busted mouth)
Nine milli pokin' out, 4 Fizzy pokin' out
Death Row days show you what this West Coast about

I'd die for my motherfuckin' nigga
Jump in front a bullet for my motherfuckin' nigga
On the stand I'd lie for my motherfuckin' nigga
Rob a bank, I'd drive for my motherfuckin' nigga
Real talk, I don't really fuck with too many niggas
'Cause niggas drop a dime on you like a couple nickels
I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' money tickle
Drivin' somethin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple
And I never put a ho before my bro
Don't beef over no ho
And my niggas sellin' keys if you can't open your door
Hope you ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
When it rains it pours, it's dry for my motherfuckin' niggas
I kill for my motherfuckin' niggas
Vice versa, eyes red from the kush I blew
White person, got my middle finger on the trigger
With my little finger to you niggas
I swear it's fuck all y'all niggas
Except my niggas

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

I done spent a million dollars on my muthafuckin niggas
You can catch me out Chicago with them muthafuckin hittas
Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will bring the trigger
And when we on that lean, we ain't fuckin with the liquor
I'm a buy a hundred bottles just to give it to the bitches
She can like it on my bitches
'Cause she see the way I ball, how my wrist and that be lit up
Catch you at the red light, have em screamin "can't get up"
Same nigga from the bottom ain't a damn thing change
Catch me out in Collins screamin "money ain't a thang"
And them red Mulsanne, lookin like I claim blood
And if homie ain't my homie than I know it ain't love
Screamin out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my nigga
'Cause I been in the field life on the line with him
And if it's really good, why I prolly die with em
'Cause when I need the choppers, I just tell Tock hit em

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

I just got 250 thousand dollars for a verse, nigga
I don't know, is it me or it's your 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 it's floor seat, bitches!
I ride for my bitches
I'm so fuckin' rich I cop rides for my bitches
Dollar menu fries apple pies otha 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

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

Overall Meaning

The song "My Nigga" is a collaboration between YG, Lil Wayne, Meek Mill, Rich Homie Quan, and Nicki Minaj. The lyrics of the song describe the loyalty and bond between friends who have each other's backs no matter what. The first verse talks about being ready to defend oneself with guns and violence, while the chorus repeats the phrase "My Nigga" to emphasize the closeness between friends. The second verse addresses the dangers of snitching or betraying friends, and the third verse talks about the lavish lifestyles that come with success.


The lyrics of this song represent the hip hop culture in America, where the N-word has been used as a term of endearment between African American friends for decades. The use of this word is controversial and has caused debate among both the black and non-black communities. Some argue that it perpetuates racism, while others see it as a term reclaiming their identity and culture.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm talkin bout puttin on, ridin out
I am referring to dressing up and riding out, asserting my presence and power


Glocks in my ma's house
I have guns stored at my mother's house


Front you with that work
I am supplying you with drugs upfront, with the expectation that you will pay me later


(I done front a nigga's work)
(I have supplied drugs to someone upfront before)


You say you want that head up
You claim you want to fight me with fists only


But we don't fight fair brah
However, my crew and I don't play by the rules of a fair fight


Catch you slippin' from your backside, then knock you out
We will attack you from behind when you least expect it, and then render you unconscious


Ace gone stomp you out, then Buddah gone stomp you out
Two of my associates, Ace and Buddah, will physically beat you while you are on the ground


(Has momma ever see you with a busted eye and busted mouth)
(Has your mother ever seen you with a bruised eye and swollen mouth?)


Nine milli pokin' out, 4 Fizzy pokin' out
My nine-millimeter handgun and my companion's gun are clearly visible


Death Row days show you what this West Coast about
The history of Death Row Records and its associated violence demonstrates what the West Coast rap scene is capable of


I'd die for my motherfuckin' nigga
I am fiercely loyal to my trusted companion and would even sacrifice my own life for them


Jump in front a bullet for my motherfuckin' nigga
I would physically put my body in the path of a bullet to protect my companion


On the stand I'd lie for my motherfuckin' nigga
If I were on trial, I would perjure myself to protect my companion


Rob a bank, I'd drive for my motherfuckin' nigga
I am so committed to my companion that I would even assist them in a bank robbery


Real talk, I don't really fuck with too many niggas
Honestly, I don't trust or associate with many people


'Cause niggas drop a dime on you like a couple nickels
Other people will betray you and snitch on you to the authorities with little hesitation


I be laughin' to the bank like the fuckin' money tickle
I find it amusing and enjoyable to amass great riches


Drivin' somethin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple
I am driving a luxurious car that you cannot afford and enjoying the attention of attractive women


And I never put a ho before my bro
I prioritize my friends and companions over women


Don't beef over no ho
I will not engage in conflict over a woman


And my niggas sellin' keys if you can't open your door
My associates sell drugs, primarily cocaine, and are very successful at it


Hope you ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
I hope you will also be loyal to my companions


When it rains it pours, it's dry for my motherfuckin' niggas
We experience both high and low times, but my companions and I stick together through everything


I kill for my motherfuckin' niggas
I am willing to commit murder to protect my companions


Vice versa, eyes red from the kush I blew
My eyes are red from smoking marijuana, and my companions are equally dedicated to our bond


White person, got my middle finger on the trigger
I am holding a gun and ready to use it, regardless of my race


With my little finger to you niggas
I am holding the gun with just my little finger, as a display of arrogance and confidence


I swear it's fuck all y'all niggas
I have a deep disdain for the vast majority of people


Except my niggas
With the exception of my trusted companions


I said that I'mma ride for my motherfuckin' niggas
I have stated on multiple occasions that I will defend my companions at all costs


Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
It is highly probable that I will die while holding a gun, since I am so dedicated to my companions


I've been grindin outside all day with my niggas
I have been working tirelessly alongside my companions all day


And I ain't goin' in unless I'm with my niggas
I will only enter a building if my companions are by my side


My nigga, my nigga My nigga, my nigga (My muthafucking niggas!) My nigga, my nigga (My nigga, my nigga)
My trusted companions are the most important people in my life


I done spent a million dollars on my muthafuckin niggas
I have invested an enormous amount of money into my companions


You can catch me out Chicago with them muthafuckin hittas
You might encounter me in Chicago alongside my dangerous companions


Call in RondoNumbaNine, Lil Durk will bring the trigger
I have an arsenal of violent associates, including RondoNumbaNine and Lil Durk, who are willing to use guns


And when we on that lean, we ain't fuckin with the liquor
When we are consuming codeine-based cough syrup, we abstain from consuming alcohol


I'm a buy a hundred bottles just to give it to the bitches
I am wealthy enough to purchase one hundred bottles of champagne, which I will then give to attractive women


She can like it on my bitches 'Cause she see the way I ball, how my wrist and that be lit up
The woman will be impressed by my expensive jewelry and lavish lifestyle


Catch you at the red light, have em screamin "can't get up"
I will attack you at a stoplight, leaving you injured and unable to flee


Same nigga from the bottom ain't a damn thing change
I am still the same person I always was, despite my newfound wealth and status


Catch me out in Collins screamin "money ain't a thang"
You might see me in Collins, Georgia, loudly proclaiming that money does not matter to me


And them red Mulsanne, lookin like I claim blood
I am driving a red Bentley Mulsanne car, which could be interpreted as indicating my association with the Bloods gang


And if homie ain't my homie than I know it ain't love
If someone is not a true friend of mine, then it cannot be considered genuine love


Screamin out "4 Hunnid," YG that's my nigga
I am proclaiming my loyalty to my friend YG, who is associated with the 400 block of his hometown


'Cause I been in the field life on the line with him
I have been in dangerous situations alongside YG and can vouch for his loyalty


And if it's really good, why I prolly die with em
If our relationship is truly strong, then it is likely that I will die alongside him


'Cause when I need the choppers, I just tell Tock hit em
When I require firearms, I simply ask Tock to supply them


I just got 250 thousand dollars for a verse, nigga
I have recently been paid a quarter of a million dollars for contributing a rap verse to a song


I don't know, is it me or it's your thirst, nigga?
I am questioning whether my challenger is overly motivated or if I am just too talented


You niggas ain't got no joints
You do not have any noteworthy achievements or attributes


Like a injured Chris Paul, you ain't got no point
Similar to a basketball player with an injury, you cannot contribute anything meaningful


I just come through with a couple bossy bitches
I am accompanied by two assertive, powerful women


They get money too, they some "don't cross me" bitches
These women are also wealthy and assertive, and should not be crossed


Flossy bitches, Sergio Rossi, bitches
These women are fashionable and wear designer shoes from Sergio Rossi


And if we at the game then it's floor seat, bitches!
If we are attending a sporting event, we have prime seats on the floor level


I ride for my bitches
I am fiercely loyal to these women


I'm so fuckin' rich I cop rides for my bitches
I am extremely wealthy and can purchase expensive vehicles for my women


Dollar menu fries apple pies otha bitches
I make very little effort for other women, only spending a minimal amount of money on fast food items for them


I drop a freestyle and get a rise outta bitches
I can improvise rhymes and impress women with my skills


Bitches, my bitches
These women are my companions and I am fiercely protective of them


I need a nigga with some different strokes, Todd Bridges
I desire a male partner who is unique and interesting, referencing the TV show Diff'rent Strokes and actor Todd Bridges


Shout out to my main bitches, and my side bitches
Acknowledging my primary and secondary female companions


Need a nigga with some good neck, ostriches
I am seeking a male partner capable of performing oral sex, a metaphor likening him to a long-necked ostrich


My niggas
My trusted companions, who are the most important people in my life




Lyrics © SILVIA'S MUSIC SERVICES
Written by: Calvin Broadus, Craig Lawson Dequantes, Decontay Lamar, Jay Jenkins, Mikely Wilhelm Adam

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