Luyện nghe bài hát Back On My Bullshit

Where was you at when I was trying to
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 and told them niggas they gotta go!
Had the Triple FAT Goose on, it was kinda
I was on the block eating Mike & Ikes and Joes
Police me questions; 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 and told them "adios!"
Brought my up, I'm looking like King Jaffe Jo'
I ain't make "Panda," but I've 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 track is
Packing the U-censored, he packing the toothpick, I'm packing the stick
Mad 'cause I with .40-caliber tool grip, I'm faster to shoot shit
Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta, get madder and madder, they scared that I'll shatter the glass on your new
Maggots loose lips, they catching a cruise ship, I'm grabbin' the [?]
Back with the movement, it's a fact you a true bitch, my is too lit
Cats I was with, sat in classes at school with, keep acting confusing
Man I it, I think you'd rather defuse it, your head, I'll have to remove it
Lacking improvement, all you rappers included, I'm Rude 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 back on my
I'm back on my
I I'm back on my bull-shit
I'm on my bullshit
Hey!

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

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