Luyện nghe bài hát Get the Fuck Off My Dick

Get the off now, get the fuck off my dick
Hard to tell which one perfect, man, my art or my bitch
Hard to which one more perfect, man, my car or my crib
Avant-garde with this shit, get jaws off my dick
Get the fuck off now, get the fuck off my
to tell which one more perfect, man, my car or my crib
Hard to tell which one more perfect, man, my art or my
Avant-garde this shit, get your jaws off my dick

Yeah, I ain't takin' no calls, might think 'bout callin' it quits
Press is tryin' to block my blessings, no more talking to
NPR and XXL, man, I can't tell is which
Missed the mark, I think my need a marketin' switch
Hold up, the flow up, I won't roll for nothing
Rappers ho up, then they blow up, guess who do the
VMA and Grammy snubbin', not walkin' through no
Homie you can your money, it don't do nothing for me
Heard they lookin' for me yeah, you're a yeah
somebody find your body parts, run and run it, yeah
Ay bay-bay, ain't for play, the steaks, steal the Wraith
(And Wraiths is ugly, by the way
We see you got to spend, but, nonetheless)

Get the off now, get the fuck off my dick
Hard to tell which one perfect, man, my art or my bitch
Hard to tell which one more perfect, man, my car or my
with this shit, get your jaws off my dick
Get the fuck off now, get the fuck off my
to tell which one more perfect, man, my car or my crib
Hard to tell one more perfect, man, my art or my bitch
Avant-garde with this shit, get jaws off my dick

I'm from Ramona, no school
We him slippin', he in a coma
You got two choices, lose your life or your
I hear voices from them nights I hit them corners
Walked the MoMA, just did the feature, hit the scene
And the quota, I might do Toshiyuki Kita for the sofa
Might my Nike check and spend my Coca-Cola
count my packets, pocket rocket leave you tore up
Time to up, from the floor up how I came
You don't know my pain, bitch, act like you don't know my name
Don't me man, bitch, you see me tryna board this plane
Don't you touch my frame, still the one who bust you in your
I don't with fame, you don't see me in no fuckin' chains
Ain't no fuckin' slave, Def Jam gon' put me on no pay
This the sound I made, won't knock me off my wave
I'm the god in this, up off my dick

Get the off now, get the fuck off my dick
Hard to tell one more perfect, man, my art or my bitch
Hard to tell which one perfect, man, my car or my crib
Avant-garde with shit, get your jaws off my dick
Get the off now, get the fuck off my dick
Hard to tell which one more perfect, man, my car or my
Hard to tell which one perfect, man, my art or my bitch
Avant-garde with this shit, get your off my dick