Luyện nghe bài hát Get Off Me

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

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

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 soft way

Whoever said Tech ain't the shizzy is a busta deluxe with cheese
My foot is ready to touch ya and 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 squirting 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!)
give it up for the KC King
But I never wanna get up in the race, we
When I get up on a beat, I'ma bake these
Look at the
I'm comin' at you with a team of
and packin' the reamers
Thinkin' he better he be the dreamer

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

ain't shit and ain't never gon' be shit
Talk like a asshole, girl eat shit
Chach on thief shit
Dog off the leash
Get yo BMF
Yeah I'm on that leach (what)
Money everywhere, nigga mine and we gunnin' everywhere
Pussy's gettin' no love a (February)
Cracked my enemy's girl I fucked her everywhere
Yeah I'm all up in these streets and you suckas there
80's baby and I up wish cluckas everywhere
Fuck that mad got a shot for every stare
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 and your soft way

Town!
Town!