Luyện nghe bài hát Get Off Me

I'm tryna try
haters do what they do and steady hidin' the lie
Laughing while we, and high
'Cause we know that they will let us slide in their pie
Yeah, they call us nook crooks
'Cause all hear from the room is babadook-dook-dook
Yeah, you think I make rooks
my singin' partner 'bout to murder before he do the hook, look

Starting nothing, I did it
Y'all mad 'cause you
mad 'cause y'all ain't in it
Y'all mad I got the master plan, cash got no limit
I might to your block and let this drop when I finish
Uh, yeah, put that on head
People we was recording 'cause the dot shot red
I do this for my homies 'till the block get fed
I rap slow so you what the fuck I said
But
Ok I'm on my grind, holding minds down with it
I'm my side
ya third eye
They thinking blind
Strap to the back, with a Mac' in a
strapped, and ready to ride
Feeling like Biggie, I'm To Die

So get off me
get off me
I don't got no time for all these bitches and your soft way
So get off me
get off me
I just don't got no time for all you bitches and your way

Whoever said Tech ain't the shizzy is a busta deluxe with cheese
My foot is to touch ya and scuff the 3's
You couldn't 'em with a Mustard beat plus with Yeez
you's a sorry mother-sucker, I'll buck ya then puff the trees
I'm for
Do I her, certainly so
Your lady say she don't 'member squirting before
Till she had player in the middle of the west, a flirtin' negro
I'll knock her way down the coach from her ego
Ya it?! (I heard it!)
Let's give it up for the KC
But I never wanna get up in the race, we
When I get up on a beat, bake these schemes
Look at the
I'm comin' at you a team of cleaners
and packin' the reamers
Thinkin' he then he be the dreamer

So get off me
get off me
I just don't got no for all these bitches and your soft way
So get off me
get off me
I just don't got no for all you bitches and your soft way

Bitches ain't shit and ain't gon' be shit
like a asshole, baby girl eat shit
Chach on thief shit
Dog off the leash
Get yo BMF
Yeah I'm on that leach (what)
Money everywhere, nigga disrespect and we gunnin' everywhere
Pussy's gettin' no love a (February)
my enemy's girl then I fucked her everywhere
Yeah I'm all up in these streets and you suckas never
80's baby and I grew up wish cluckas
Fuck that mad doggin' got a shot for every
If you see fake take a look up in the mirror

So get off me
get off me
I just don't got no time for all these bitches and your way
So get off me
get off me
I just don't got no time for all you bitches and your way

Town!
Town!