Luyện nghe bài hát Back On My Bullshit

Where was you at I was trying to blow?
Waste my on weed farms, I was trying to grow
Niggas tried to eat on my block, I had to the fo'
Ran down on them and told them niggas they go!
Had the Triple FAT on, it was kinda cold
I was on the block Mike & Ikes and Jolly Joes
Police asking me I told 'em "I don't know,"
You was in the precinct crying, you had the nose!
Had to run down on my connect, they dominoes
Backed them niggas down for work and told them "adios!"
Brought my money up, I'm like King Jaffe Jo'
I make "Panda," but I've been wearing Desiigner clothes!
Back on my bullshit, Mac with the full clip, might have to just it
I'm quick to use it, who you acting a fool with? Is y'all stupid?
Smacking a few bricks, stacking a few bricks, this is exclusive
Packing the U-censored, he packing the toothpick, I'm packing the stick
Mad 'cause I move with .40-caliber tool grip, I'm faster to shoot
Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta, get madder and madder, they scared that I'll the glass on your new whip
with loose lips, they catching a cruise ship, I'm grabbin' the [?]
Back with the movement, it's a fact you a bitch, my status is too lit
Cats I was cool with, sat in classes at school with, acting confusing
Man I refuse it, I think you'd defuse it, your head, I'll have to remove it
Lacking improvement, all you rappers included, I'm Ravishing Rick
Ancient were hit in the genitals [?]

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I'mma what's mine
I want money, more part, goddamn, nigga, it's about that time!
I'm back on my
I'm on my bullshit
I said I'm on my bull-shit
I'm back on my
Hey!

On my BS, we platium Day's and diamond
Had some rumors they killing 'em, an understate'
Same used to move the blue Malibu
as a nigga get money, they get mad at you!
Sitting on a sign, I ain't got a view
And all my bitches is loyal, got a debt or two
I've been getting playing Frisbee with the rakes
Everybody pissy, well then, lift by the case!
Could've a boat for the price of the wristwatch
Pulling dope out the tires a pit stop
(Whoa! Whoa!) Duck when I come
I already sent you, your niggas what the gun do
.45'll miss, the hit
lit 'til they laying in shit!
Your is a 187
I've been 'em softly, get in niggas' apartments!

(Jaquae! Jaquae!)
the Don
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(Papoose, Pa-poose!)