Luyện nghe bài hát Back On My Bullshit

Where was you at when I was trying to
my money on weed farms, I was trying to grow
Niggas to eat on my block, I had to cock the fo'
Ran down on and told them niggas they gotta go!
Had the FAT Goose on, it was kinda cold
I was on the block eating Mike & 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 playing
Backed them niggas down for that work and told "adios!"
Brought my up, I'm looking like King Jaffe Jo'
I ain't make "Panda," but been wearing Desiigner clothes!
on my bullshit, Mac with the full clip, might have to just lose it
I'm quick to use it, who you acting a fool Is y'all niggas 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 shit
Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta, get and madder, they scared that I'll shatter 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 with, sat in classes at school with, keep acting confusing
Man I refuse it, I think you'd rather defuse it, head, I'll have to remove it
Lacking improvement, all you rappers included, I'm Ravishing Rick
pretenders were hit in the genitals [?]

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

On my BS, we platium and diamond Jesus
Had some rumors they 'em, that's an understate'
Same used to move the blue Malibu
Soon as a nigga get money, get mad at you!
Sitting on a Hollywood sign, I got a view
And all my bitches is loyal, they got a or two
I've been getting busy playing Frisbee with the
Everybody pissy, well then, lift by the case!
Could've bought a for the price of the wristwatch
dope out the tires like a pit stop
(Whoa! Whoa!) Duck when I come
I already sent you, tell your niggas the gun do
.45'll miss, the hit
Everybody lit 'til 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!)