Luyện nghe bài hát Get Off Me

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

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

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 time for all you bitches and soft way

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

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

Bitches ain't shit and ain't never be shit
Talk like a asshole, girl eat shit
Chach on this shit
Dog off the leash
Get yo BMF
I'm on that leach shit (what)
Money everywhere, nigga disrespect mine and we gunnin'
Pussy's gettin' no motherfuck a (February)
Cracked my enemy's girl then I her everywhere
Yeah I'm all up in these streets and you suckas there
80's baby and I grew up cluckas everywhere
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 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

Town!
Town!